I still remember the time when you wrap me inside your delicate hands. Your jet black hair tied up while you sing me a song. I can still hear your angelic voice. The voice I first heard when I arrived in this world. The voice that scolds me when I do something bad. I still remember your warm smile. The smile you always give me and tells me that everything will be fine. I still remember those blue eyes of yours. Filled with love, joy and hope.867Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwOVHNlpof8
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I can no longer feel your warm embrace, for your hands are now cold. I can no longer hear you sing with your angelic voice, for your mouth is now dried. I can no longer see those big blue eyes, for they are now shut. You're long jet black hair now rests against a soft white pillow. Your normally lighted face now turned grey. Your smooth caressing skin now wrinkled. Your back lays against a soft mattress. You now stood in front of me, lifeless inside a silver box. But there in your lips, still you cast a sweet smile.
Sleep now, mother dear.
A/N: It is someone else's mother that I am describing, not mine.
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