Endless Love of a Mother
The love of a mother who does not endless, unthinkable with my mother for a moment i closed my eyes and as i'm back to the past, Really beautiful! I don't want to cry it's not a bad memories, but i still cry, probably because it's so sad when remember. Not always easy when we lose someone that so mean. Many things will change and a lot of things i had learned. I formed into a strong woman even though at the time i've been in my room then i will become brittle. The point is not it, the love she gave and the sacrifaces she has done really no end, even if she had gone.
I've heard and read a story which tells of a tradition that parents throw into the woods, but what happens even though the child intends to throw her into the jungle, but the mother still loved him and did not want him to get lost in the woods. Or a mother who was willing to give her life for her child even if the child has done great evil still, a mother remains a mother, she understand and feel what their children feel. Once i saw a mother who fights for her child, the tough life that she lived she actually wants to give up and die rather than feel the pangs of life and rather than see her live in pain but she still doing things that are truly extraordinary. In my own life i see a tremendous mother figure. He taught me many things, i see and understand, she gave me so many stories. And has given the impression in my life. She is a mother who is so good. I rarely saw her smile and laugh i might be also like her rarely smiled anyway. But once when i saw her smiling so i was so happy. How much i want to see it that way, always smiling and laughing.
Even though she was exhausted but she never said that she was tired. She still cleaning our house, provide us a delicious dinner, she also woke up too fast and and sleeping too long, very different from me. I spent a lot of time to just play and busy with my world. I do not understand at the time, i just saw and now as the memory is played back.
I have a poem for a mother.
Although i know she probably can not read it, i think she could, even though i think she does not know, but i felt that she knew. I'm jealous because she had been there, a comfortable place and certainly no more pain for her cancer, or nag because i'm so lazy as her daughter, or fatigue of having to clean up my own house or fight everyday for her child. Now, it was time to turn, my turn.
Mother, i will never undrestand how you feel until later i became a mother
Mother, why you are so good? Why did not you ever tell your grief in your hearts? Why do you always cry when we're sleeping?
Do you not know that we care about you, we are so younger at the time and maybe we don't understand. What our apology accepted?
You like the wind now mom, i can not see you, but i can feel your love and you as there is around me, every time i miss you there is something out from my eyes and i was not aware that i was crying. I used to rarely talked with you, now how much i wanted but had different. I can not be too free call and talk to you mom
But, i still be able talk with you through my prayers, every single day while i talk to God then i'll say to God that i miss you and sure i know He did it mom...
You'll always be a part of me,
Your love, your smile, your face still there in my heart
Thank you for being a good mother, you're my pretty woman
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for sharing your life, your story
You taught me many things, and Rest In Peace mom...
I've heard and read a story which tells of a tradition that parents throw into the woods, but what happens even though the child intends to throw her into the jungle, but the mother still loved him and did not want him to get lost in the woods. Or a mother who was willing to give her life for her child even if the child has done great evil still, a mother remains a mother, she understand and feel what their children feel. Once i saw a mother who fights for her child, the tough life that she lived she actually wants to give up and die rather than feel the pangs of life and rather than see her live in pain but she still doing things that are truly extraordinary. In my own life i see a tremendous mother figure. He taught me many things, i see and understand, she gave me so many stories. And has given the impression in my life. She is a mother who is so good. I rarely saw her smile and laugh i might be also like her rarely smiled anyway. But once when i saw her smiling so i was so happy. How much i want to see it that way, always smiling and laughing.
Even though she was exhausted but she never said that she was tired. She still cleaning our house, provide us a delicious dinner, she also woke up too fast and and sleeping too long, very different from me. I spent a lot of time to just play and busy with my world. I do not understand at the time, i just saw and now as the memory is played back.
I have a poem for a mother.
Although i know she probably can not read it, i think she could, even though i think she does not know, but i felt that she knew. I'm jealous because she had been there, a comfortable place and certainly no more pain for her cancer, or nag because i'm so lazy as her daughter, or fatigue of having to clean up my own house or fight everyday for her child. Now, it was time to turn, my turn.
Mother, i will never undrestand how you feel until later i became a mother
Mother, why you are so good? Why did not you ever tell your grief in your hearts? Why do you always cry when we're sleeping?
Do you not know that we care about you, we are so younger at the time and maybe we don't understand. What our apology accepted?
You like the wind now mom, i can not see you, but i can feel your love and you as there is around me, every time i miss you there is something out from my eyes and i was not aware that i was crying. I used to rarely talked with you, now how much i wanted but had different. I can not be too free call and talk to you mom
But, i still be able talk with you through my prayers, every single day while i talk to God then i'll say to God that i miss you and sure i know He did it mom...
You'll always be a part of me,
Your love, your smile, your face still there in my heart
Thank you for being a good mother, you're my pretty woman
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for sharing your life, your story
You taught me many things, and Rest In Peace mom...
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