Bishu's babbles
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
MUM
Dear Mum
Thank you for what you have done for the past eleven years and two months. You have always been there for me. I have all the good memories from when I was little. I also remember how I cried when you were going to Australia eight years ago. I have written you many letters for Mother's Day, but none has described how much I appreciate your love for me. You also taught me things I did't know. I remember you teaching to spell and write my full name. Your cooking is fantastic. I really miss the pancakes you used to make back in Nepal. I also thank you for the heaps of other things you did for me. And from the bottom of my heart I wish you a HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.
Love,
Bishrut
You
You are not here,
But for me you are
I remember those days
When you cuddled me close
"Boy," you used to say "you are as brave as a soldier;"
"Come," you used to say,
"I will make you a flute."
You have a room in my heart,
Which shall ever last.
You are not here
But you are for me.
I remember your joy when I came to stay,
"BOY," you used to scream, "HERE AT LAST"
You broke my heart
when you said, "Boy, I think I don't have long."
But most of all I remember
That horrible moment
When I was sitting next to you.
"Boy," you said. "It's over."
And how you slumped back and closed your eyes, FOREVER.
(Written in memory of my deceased grandpa)
But for me you are
I remember those days
When you cuddled me close
"Boy," you used to say "you are as brave as a soldier;"
"Come," you used to say,
"I will make you a flute."
You have a room in my heart,
Which shall ever last.
You are not here
But you are for me.
I remember your joy when I came to stay,
"BOY," you used to scream, "HERE AT LAST"
You broke my heart
when you said, "Boy, I think I don't have long."
But most of all I remember
That horrible moment
When I was sitting next to you.
"Boy," you said. "It's over."
And how you slumped back and closed your eyes, FOREVER.
(Written in memory of my deceased grandpa)
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