Me and my Mom are not that kind of Mother-Daughter who celebrate Mother’s Day every December 22 or any date in another part of this world they usually do. But I know her love for me is endless and there’s no way I could pay her care loving tenderness with anything in this world, but I try my best to make her happy. I really do love her so very much and hopefully we always be blessed by Allah the almighty one.
And since I don’t do much on writing poetry, I stole one of the Rieke Diah Pitaloka beautiful poetry that I love.
Secangkir Teh
Ibunda,
Lebih luas kasihmu dari air di Samudera Pasifik
Satu cangkir teh pun tak penuh sempat kubalas
Maafkan aku..
Thanks Rieke for writing this beautiful poem.
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