once mom starts to do something unpleasant
but what if she looks happy about doing it
hepling the situation
there will be something full of hope with warmth
like flowers bloom
what is in my heart?
something trustful
your words on my mind stay forever
Do you ever see Sabi, of a young birdie to ask to fly from high tree...the mother stop feeding regularly and shall young bird chip chip cry for hungry? it's time to learn fly say mommy, one day i will die so u need to find food yourself lil birdie..so dont think mommy gonna kill you by asking you to jump over high tree...you born with special ability...because u are a bird, then you can fly...you know what i am saying here...Mother acts never less than with a reason. the warm you felt because the honest your mom shared..if we dont understand we dont appreciate.._Unwritten Soul
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Oh dear friend, yes that 's a miracle indeed. Wonderful write teaching mothers to never loose their smiles. To follow it I'll try. Thank you!