The Short Poetry Collection

Happy Mother's Day

I woke up from my sleep. I immediately looked at the calendar on the left side of my room wall. My eyes were busy looking and remembering the date yesterday. Yesterday, December 21, means today is December 22. My eyes moved to the wall clock next to the calendar. It's still 4 in the morning. It's too early. I decided to go back to sleep.

Even though my eyes were closed again, my mind did not stop working. I think I forgot something. There is something different about today compared to the day before. There is something special about today that no other day has. But, what's different? What's so special? My mind would not stop thinking until it frustrated me. I decided to pick up my phone at the table next to my bed. Then, I turned it on, entered the password, and immediately searched google.

[What happened on December 22]

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[National Mother's Day]

I sat down immediately in surprise. How could I forget? Isn't this the day I've been waiting for a week? I have also prepared a special poem along with a gift that I bought a few days ago. Everything I've wrapped neatly in a polkadot patterned gift box. The perfumes, bags, and greeting cards, as well as the poems I made myself have been as beautiful as possible in the box.

I immediately got out of bed and picked up the box of polkadot I hid yesterday. I headed to my parents' room quietly and put the box next to my mother who was still asleep. Then, I quickly went out and came back curled up in bed. It feels like my heart is going to fall out as my heart beats fast. Unknowingly, I was also panting, but also relieved. It is not imagined that Mother suddenly woke up when I put the gift.

About 40 weeks

You're keeping me

Bet life, endure the pain

Until I was born into the world

But it's not over yet

And it's never gonna be finished

My presence changed your life

Putting your responsibility

Test all your patience

You got through it

Perfectly

You are also human

You managed to take care of me

Loving me without a care of time

Gave me the foundation of science

You are still as before

Warming and calming me

That's you, Mother...

Super soft women

It will never subside

Even though time swallows you alive

Your love will always live

For your son who is now alive

I will always be healthy

I will always love you

Just like you are

Let me give you

A little gift from me

As my thanks

For you, Mother...

I muttered the poem in my bed. I didn't think I still remembered it. This is called doing it wholeheartedly. Always remembered and remembered in the heart. Perhaps my gift will not be comparable to all that you have given me. Even so, this is still a special gift from me because it comes from the heart. I hope you like the gifts, huh?

I dreamed about Mom's reaction later when I saw the gift I had bought and I wrapped it as beautiful as possible. Will you be happy and excited? After all, gifts alone are not enough for a day that there are 24 hours. I'll also help Mom with her homework. I will help as much as possible and obey Mom's words. Time to go back to sleep and wake up in a few hours.

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Happy Mother's Day to all the Mothers in this life. Thank you for taking care of and raising your children with all your heart. May the mothers out there be healthy always and long life ^_^

Greetings Dear, Aisy♥