Tuesday, April 16, 2013


dear mother

Mother. .. You never cared about the fate of yourself.

You make your body fortress that protects your child.

Mother .. Wherever you gave your life to me.

Now, it is easy for me to present to you life.

If the whole world is in my hand.

I pour it everything in them under your feet tread.

Want pour it tears.

And knelt in front of you.

I bundle says sorry for my shortcomings.

Although kuhidup millions of years.


I go through the day and night tuk worship you.

All of that would not be able to pay a drop ation that you gave me.

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