Someone who means so much to me (dedicated to my SUPERmom!)

 Actually, it was my Introduction to Literature's final ASSignment when i was in the fifth semester in English Department.

Enjoy!

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When she felt tired being pregnant of me, she cried. It was 20 years ago. 

When she felt labor pains to, she cried. I was born with all of her pains. I was cried for sure, but it was unequal condition. I cried for nothing, mother cried with relief. 

When she felt relief that I was born well in this world, she cried. Everyone was happy, I cried. 

When I started to talk, walked, and mischievous, she cried. Totally cried. 

When I started to school and felt from my vehicle, she cried. Neither am I. But she felt that she can’t protect me. Blaming at herself. 

When I was teenager and striving with her, she cried. I was feeling laden with sins. I am a moron who makes her cry. 

When I studied out of town, she cried. I promised to make her proud. Leaving her, pretending that I’m ok. But my heart can’t lie. It cried so loud, made two tears line below my eyes. 

When she missed me, she cried. 

When I came back, she cried. 

With every moment in my life, my mother always cry. 

Whether it’s right or wrong, it’s happy or sad crying. Mother, your love had been chiseled immortally in my heart’s wall, warming me up in every second I breathe.

           

 Love you more than you do, SUPERmom.