Archive for May 8th, 2011
The Second Sunday in May
Today I could only stare at your picture and hope that you’ll hear what I have to say to you.
Remembering the fond memories of what we had walked through in the number of years which I was by your side brings genuine smiles. Those were simpler times where there’s no need of fanciful dinner nor expensive gifts. Surprising you with a pink carnation wrapped in a clear plastic, a thoughtfully mandarin-written card, a cake from the bakery next door with Happy Mother’s Day inked onto the cake and most importantly a warmth hug to show that I care from the heart within, created smiles and tears in you.
And now, instead of pink, I can only honor you with white carnation.
You are a cushion when I fall
You are a support when I call
Today and tomorrow, my whole life through, I will still love and cherish you.
I love you.
