she woke up early morning
she thought she was early but
her mother is more earlier than her
she looks at her face
she's preparing her breakfast
to school
looking at Mama, her tears dropped,
her face full with tiredness,
she could sleep well at night,
mother was busy chasing the mosquitos
she could wear new clothes
mother was busy working
she could eat chicken once in a while
mother was busy sewing clothes
she stepped to the table
as usual, plain rice with egg on the table
that should be enough for her
with some ketchup and vegetables
she feels happy
happy because she can eat Mama's food everyday
she screamed for her socks
she screamed for her books
she screams for her water bottle
she screams for her bicycle
mother will walks faster to her
handing them all, complete!
with advice "study hard, we are not rich"
and she stops her bicycle there
looking at her at the door
she's quite old now
she's smiling at her
she looks thinner than before
is she works that hard?
yes! she worked hard for six of us
she's with us up and down
she's rarely sleep for us
she's rarely eat for us
she's rarely rest for us
Mama, i'm here now
in university that you always wish
your sons had repaid your hardship
your daughters are about to do so
we feel proud of ourselves mama
i feel proud to be your daughter
i am proud to have you as my Mama
Mama, please get well soon
we miss to hear your blabbering
we miss your cooks
we miss your stories
and we miss your voice reading al Quran
and we miss to pray with you together
when you still can stand and walk like us
I LOVE YOU MAMA :'(
Wednesday, 11 December 2013
QUEEN OF MY HEART
Posted by ciklilyjer at 22:39
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