Once upon a time there was Mother…
When I knew how to cry for food
Mother spoon-fed me congee
When I knew how to demand sleeping music
Mother stayed awake to sing me lullabies
When the sky in my eyes became bluer
More white strands appeared in Mother’s hair
Mother became as natural as Heaven and Earth,
As life I couldn’t lack
Had I gone around the earth
Mother could’ve been the sole person waiting in anguish everyday
The arms that opened since my birth
Constantly enlarged as I grew
Mother gave me a nickname
Before I could even utter “Ma” Continue reading Once Upon A Time There Was Mother… – Ngày Xưa Có Mẹ…
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