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Blog EntryMommy........Apr 30, '08 6:00 AM
for everyone
Hmm...lagi inget my mommy!!! miss her a lot!

My mother passed away on march the fifth.
I loved her deeply; now she's simply gone.
All my life I'd known that I was loved,
Living in the circle of her arms.
I can't believe her love is not somewhere,
So strong it was, so much a part of me.
I feel it in the harsh salt of the sea
And in the stinging sadness of the wind.

I ride the waves along the rock-strewn shore.
No one watches me with fear and pride.
Now among the stars I am alone.
In her heart I had my only home.




Tadi abis bikin review buku Five People You Meet In Heaven, jadi inget my Mom...sempet kepikiran, kalo kejadiannya mirip kaya di buku itu! siapa 5 orang yang bakal aku temuin nanti disana, mungkin ga ibu-ku salah satunya?!! kalo, misalkan ketemu sama ibu, apa dia juga bakal jelasin kenapa dia harus pergi begitu cepat??
Terus...apa nanti penjelasannya bisa bikin aku ngerasa tenang? Ibu aku pergi dah hampir 6 tahun, tapi kadang aku suka masih ngerasa marah,,,mikir kenapa mesti ibu aku??? terus suka mikir juga...andai ibu ada disini, mungkin jadinya ga bakalan kaya gini!

O...Mommy miss u a lot,...

If I could give my mom the world

Or anything she wanted,

I'd give her my own heart and soul

And leave my own heart haunted.

I'd take upon myself her life

With all its strife and pain,

And let her ease into some space

Where she could live again.

The pain for me would not be pain,

At least not for a while;

For I'd be doing it for her,

And I would see her smile.

I wish that I could take her heart

And cleanse it with my tears,

And make her sorrow go away,

And answer all her fears.

I wish, I wish, but then I can't,

As I watch helplessly,

And take her in my arms and say

I wish that it were me.

But loving is a hard, hard way,

With all the pain it brings.

And yet there is no other way

To touch the heart of things.





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