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when i was in primary school, i remembered hearing her scolding
whenever she was back from work, she wore a tired expression on her face

yet, i didn't understand that much

sometimes, she would sighed, and kept on scolding whoever that deserves scolding
i also remembered getting really scared when there was one time that i sought her help for homework, she scolded me real bad

i cried so hard, that even my other siblings tried to help me to do my homework

later then i know i deserves the scolding, for not understanding her struggles

i stayed in hostel during my secondary years

i remembered calling house just to ask for books, foods & also money

and i vaguely remembered of how the communication getting warmer & friendlier

guess when you are older and getting a bit wiser, you would know how & understand how the interaction should be

that was when also that i realized, how truly important she is to me

& how truly, madly, deeply i love her

that it hurts so much to see her tears, and how far i could go to protect to her

come college years and university years, the bond getting better

i don't agree with her all of the time, & yes, we sometimes quarreled

but i would always try my best to mend the damage

as i never want to lose her, never...

and now in my adult age, working era

of how i struggled along the way, how tired, exhausted i feel

& feeling despair, i dare not to make her know of how terribly down i feel

as for me, now is the time that i slowly take whatever it is that she's carrying on her back all this while
raising almost a dozen kids, yet she wakes up early in the morning

preparing breakfast for all

whenever one of them asks for help, she would give all her best to help

doing most of house chores, each & everyday

she's tired, but she still does that nagging the kids to help, but most of the time they dissapoint her

but she would just do her routine again on the next day

long ago when i realized of how terribly i love her

all of my life's planning revolve around her, around the people that she love, that i love too
everyday, how i wish, how i pray

that i could help her with the house chores

to take care of the bills

but i am mad with my own body, as i don't have her strength and will to do things that she do everyday

as i would get easily tired eventhough how many & what types of supplement that i swallow

i am yet to secure a permanent job, thus not much bills that i could handle

but i am trying my bestto do whatever it is that i want to

just for you, MOM

my special list

- My Special List -

I have a list of folks I know all written in a book,
And every now and then I go and take a look.

That is when I realize these names they are a part,

not of the book they're written in but taken from the heart.

For each Name stands for someone who has crossed my path sometime,

and in that meeting they have become the reason and the rhyme.
Although it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim,

I really am composed of each remembered name.

Although you're not aware of any special link,

just knowing you has shaped my life more than you could think.
So please don't think my greeting as just a mere routine,

your name was not forgotten in between.

(i'm merely human, i do forget your name. but your footsteps are still where it was before)

For when I send a greeting that is addressed to you,

it is because you're on the list of folks I'm indebted to.

So, whether I have known you for many days or few,

in some ways you have a part in shaping things I do.

I am but a total of many folks I've met,

you are a friend I would prefer never to forget.

Thank you for being my friend!

~ by Anonymous

- this poem is taken from this link http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art39461.asp

i use this poem as it is the best one as an introductory for this blog

referring to the poem, i will blog about those wonderful people that i met in my life

and of whatever it is that i feel i want to publish

thanks & enjoy!