my mother
my mother's love is something which i cannot explain it is made of deep devotion and sacrifice and pain my mother is a special one with whom my thoughts remain. through my life of joy and strife i will always remember her over again where ever she is up there. i still cry and become hopeless whenever i think of her the pain of not having her around, her shouting at me, not having to buy you birthday gifts and mother's day gift. despite our distance i know you are up there looking after me and i will work hard to make myself and you proud. RIP MOMπ