my great mother

in poetry •  5 years ago 


mother....


I realize the perseverance of a struggle


Your struggle does not know the word tired


The love and affection that mother gave


makes me never lose my way


mother...


may I cry?


all your struggles make my heart sad


mothers who make a living


mother who picks up blessings


So that we do not live hard


mother was never upset and restless


mother...


everything is clearly illustrated in my memory


In the morning, mother had woken up for me


to prepare breakfast for me


With a sincere heart and never bored


mother always spread a smile at that time


and always say to me


hey kid, "study hard"


mother...


I am very grateful to you


I love you mom

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