|Me, captured by my son this week|
She loves us.
When it is Sunday she takes us where ever we want to eat lunch or dinner.
My mother is kind.
She is intelligent, smart.
Whever she goes to office she works as hard as she can.
Her favourite colour is purple and pink. Her favourite flowers are Rose, lily, many.
She loves Boys who always say the truth.
She loves watching football when it comes. It comes after four years.
And she's very strong to.
When she is Running or Jogging, and she falls she gets up and run like a brave girl.
When we watch TV she all the time works.
She loves to eat tulsy leaves. Her favourite insects are dragonflys, butterflies, ladybirds.
What ever I like my mother likes the same thing only her colour is different.
Her hair is very beautiful lovely.
[There can be no greater feeling than this. Now excuse me while I go shed a few silent tears.]