Poem by Tisha Girdhar
She gave me birth,
Gave me a chance to explore this earth….
She taught me to walk,
She was the one to hear when for the first time I started to talk…..
She scolds me a lot,
But that’s the way of love I’ve got….
She worries a lot for me,
For she is my trustee…..
She is my mom,
And I am her talking Tom:)