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
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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