Tuesday, April 06, 2010

oye machar

never had one before,
never will have again…
for she was one who shared my smiles and pain

Sometimes sad,
Other times mad,
Used to be a bubbly…

Talking all nights,
Having few fights
There grew a bond from strength to strength…

Is she a friend,
Or is she my mother,
Who seem to bother for she can be my daughter…

Those small dinners,
And those downloaded movies.
Now I seem to miss her dearly,
Who told to me join early…

never had one before,
never will have again
for she was one who shared my smiles and pain…

(gettin too senti eww...)