when my Mom

the mother's feet etched in my future

white veil also be a witness, I awoke from

insect bites until

I do not feel adult ...

when she was the mighty,

when she was the engineer,

if she's always protecting me as well .....

 

a beam of light strikes ...

I glare made

when dusk arrived ...

blind eye

when darkness greeted

I was carried away ...

I forget who she really is ...

 

belatedly, I'm sorry mom ...

prayer was not erased,

your prayers do not dissipate

 though now you're gone ....