by Rahma Yudi Amartina on Thursday, March 29, 2012 at 12:20pm ·
Dear Mom,
You might not a person with sweet words to say to me
You might not a woman with a bunch of gifts as my birthday presents
You might not a mother with a kiss on my forehead every night
Instead,
You are a person who notices me from afar
You are a woman who watches every step that I take
You are a mother who cries louder than I do
When I am hurt, or if I got hit
Mom,
So many times I really wished
I could talk to you when I am happy
I could tell you that I am upset
Or run to you for being hurt and lost
But,
I just got no bravery to do so
I could only dream and wish
That someday I will be able to sing:
“I knew I love you before I met you,
I think I’ve dreamt you into life.”
And
“I have died everyday waiting for you,
Darling don’t be afraid, I have loved you
For a thousand years, and for a thousand more.”
Mom,
Thank you for giving me birth
Thank you for growing me up
Thank you for crying for me
Thank you for letting me call you “MOM”
With sincere love,
March 28, 2012 (11:12 PM)
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