Karena lagi jauh dari ibu, my favorite poemnya pastilah tentang ibu. Galau lagi dah ni. hahaha
Your Mother is always with you.
She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume she wore.
She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well.
She’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day, the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of the rainbow.
A Mother shows every emotion… happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow … and all the while, hoping and praying that you will only know the good feelings in life.
She is the place you came from, your first home and she’s the map you follow with every step you take.
She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you…
NOT TIME… NOT SPACE… NOT EVEN DEATH…
Miss you Mom :*
See you in 3 months, it's so long time for me not to see you.
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