Are the days in a mother's womb beautiful?
Are the days when you slept on your mother's lap beautiful?
Are the days when Mother walks with you beautiful?
Are the days of arguing with Mother beautiful?
Mother's eyes, which gaze at us without blinking, are beautiful.
Mother's nostrils, which breathe for us, are beautiful.
Mother's lips, smiling for us, are beautiful.
Mother's hands that embrace us are beautiful.
Mother's feet are beautiful when she hears our voice and runs towards us.
A mother's heart, which beats for us above all else, is beautiful.
There are no words to describe the beauty of Mother when the word "Mother" itself is beautiful.
Are the days when you slept on your mother's lap beautiful?
Are the days when Mother walks with you beautiful?
Are the days of arguing with Mother beautiful?
Mother's eyes, which gaze at us without blinking, are beautiful.
Mother's nostrils, which breathe for us, are beautiful.
Mother's lips, smiling for us, are beautiful.
Mother's hands that embrace us are beautiful.
Mother's feet are beautiful when she hears our voice and runs towards us.
A mother's heart, which beats for us above all else, is beautiful.
There are no words to describe the beauty of Mother when the word "Mother" itself is beautiful.