OLD MOM.
A mom,
She is a hidden treasure
Become a very priceless figure for
those who always appreciate her with thank and respect
Become a very gloomy statue for
Those who know her present but without a blink of eyes
A mom,
Back then, she was a very busy carer and giver
She was the best feeder
She was the best free homekeeper
She was the best gardener
She was the best teacher
Even the best maid ever
Indeed, it is not a 'was'
But,
She is the best for everything until
She closes her wrinkle eyes forever
Old Mom,
Sometimes, She cries for nothing
She will not show it to us
Her unstop prayers without our knowing
In contrast,
We always miss to say thank
We always miss to kiss her
We always miss to hold her hand
We always forget every necessary things about her
Old Mom,
Her cries and prayers for us to the heaven
Put your eyes and heart
Before it too late.
Teacher Yasmine,
2019 / Sept
