In your smile, you hide your weary. So much suffering in the day and night that happened to you, not for one second stop your step to give new hope for me (your child).
The thrill of scraping always comes over you. Insults and ridicule do not care. You always continue your steps for my future
and seek new hope for your child
Not a collection of gold you expect in my success, not the pile of money you ask of me when I succeed. Not a myriad of bronzes in my triumphs that you hope for
but your heart's desire makes me happy
You always say to me. I love you with all my love even though I am currently no longer with you. I love you, mom. I am your child with my sincerity to love you.
