What a gift from God she is my mother
And my mother who never grows old
She cherishes me for all the moments
By moulded her heart as precious as gold
She is my garden of multiple radiant colors
I look into her eyes bright as shining rock
like a luminous Star from Heaven\'s promenade
She is really a mother of wonderland
And I am always her little Nurul Hoque
She is a mother of humanity and peace
She is a symbol of goodness and care
I can dedicate my soul for her happiness
She is my first love, it seems quite fare
I could move in the pelting hammering rain
If She stays with me I will never feel pain