My Promise In March, 20

My heart is very broke,

When alive without her

To wolk on a reality life , without her

But, I still be grateful to ‘ God ‘

Because, heretofore I still be with my Mom.

Thanks to God...

For wholly luxury that give for me

I hope whenever

Her never to leave of me..

But, ...

What if possible? This world is rotate.

Like wheel bycycle..

There is to come, and also there is to leave.

Suppose that, bird can be to a talk

Certainly, it’s also will be angry to listen that utterance coarse

Happen to be uttered, from my sweet talking

Often, I am to complain

Because all kinds of command from you

I am angry..

Snarl at you, about all rule from you to give for me

Even, you up to dripped your tears because behavior of me.

Mom,

I apologize for all of my behavior and utterance from me

In March,20

Precisely, in your birthday I only be able to apologize for you,

And say ‘ I LOVE YOU MOM’

Mom, I promised...

In the future, I will be make to you,

Proud  and dripped tears, full in to feel happy

Because, have a daughter like me.

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