Dinora Norsafarova
My mother, who fed me without eating,
The most important person in my life.
She always cares for me as if I were her child,
My dear angel, my mother.
You are my caretaker in the world,
When I am sick, you are with me.
You are only with me,
My heaven, my angel, my mother.
The light of my two eyes,
The caretaker of my heart.
The meaning of my life,
My soul, my mother.
She stayed awake at night,
Smiling next to me.
She did not tell me her pain,
My soul, my mother.
Dinora Norsafarova, a 4th grade student at secondary school No. 70, Dehqanabad district, Kashkadarya region.