The springs of love-poetry

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mother
Hugging you makes me peaceful
Painting your smile is my wish
To love you is my duty

But sometimes
Against you becomes my habit
Often I'll leave you alone
And forget you as a mother
Without me knowing it, your heart sliced ​​off

I should be a protector for you
Not to be a child who does not know profit
I should be a submissive child
Not a demanding child

I still remember very well
At that time there was no cost to depart
From the village to the crowded urban areas,
it was raining so hard
Your feet are forcing you to tread
Only have a broken umbrella
Mom roams home with a sob

No matter how lightning strikes
Mom keeps walking patiently
Though your body is shaking
Mother still knocked on the door of the local people

Thank you the creator
You give me a tough woman
That always wipes away tears
When I'm in misery
The one who has the heart is as clear as a gem
And that became the springs of love.