My mother
My mother is like a flawless building, standing straight and tall. Never does it waver even when the earthquakes strikes. It is made from strong concrete that seems to stand forever. Its windows sparkles brightly in the bright rays of sunshine, and even the building itself seems to hold an air of determination and success with all the people buzzing about inside. Raised voices are never heard inside the building because everyone would always be calm and serene. The walls inside the building are pure white; no hint of dirt could ever be detected. Even the air inside is ever-so clean and pure without any air pollution. All the equipments are flawlessly clean. The building buzzes with success all the time.
