Mother

Whether mothers remember my first promise
When the time came slowly rivet day
When we surf chicken pieces to the trading side dish
The mother may have forgotten ...
While we share the work
About the fate and loss expenses
About bone pain unbearable
About graze hands that have been dry
Mother if I able to sleep later, the mother of repose mat
No longer can the mother flush with the front bucket of water
Never mother stepped foot on red
Mother ..
When can I have my mother can not wait..