Flower seedling by hand
Want to dance beside stars
Want to make life beautiful mother?
When too bitter and hurt
Cessation
I know you want to bind mother
The loss can not
When you feel the loss
The light continues to guide me to the mother?
Do not walk with his little
Do not be cruel
Mother smiled and asked to reflect life?
When the knife
Do not vacuum, I do not blame it.
Honesty, I did not ask.
White, but she did not specify.
God will give me my life gifts
Instead of life are able to get back.
author: @musethu
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