I've heard villagers say: The greatest forgiveness is what a child of his mother asks, the greatest of sins is the child's sin to his mother
When was the last call your mother?
I will never expose bad words and rude even if he is very hurt my heart. Because my words will now turn into prayer. And my prayers will not be veiled.
Soon I shall return, to the broadest embrace, the place where the heart melted, to the cries of an unfailing soul
Mother,
you are eternal poetry
which I never found in the book ...