When I was a kid, Mom used to say: "look at your nose, it's your dad's nose. And that toes, where did you get that from? Must have been your dad. And also your eyes, your lips, hmm.. Which one is from me?" Well, Mom, look at me now, everybody says that I'm you. I believe that's because words are fade out, but the love's getting obvious, more and more everyday. I love you once again Mama, being your daughter is one of some precious things I'm given. Love you til the end of time.
June 14, 2011
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