Today, was a fine day...
We were going out, wanted to grief for his mercy...
Then I saw a young girl carrying her belongings to the elevator, I smiled to myself at the memories of my now very far away family... but wait...
A very exhausted looking woman was tagging along behind her carrying a huge load with her as she staggered on. An item slipped from her hands,
"next time be careful when you bring my things," said... the girl...
My heart sank.
Today was a fine day...
We were in a cafeteria, praising his creations...
Then I saw a young girl, probably around 5 tugging and pulling an enormous trash can, I frowned.
How could someone treat her in such a way? she was innocent, so very young.
A very exhausted looking woman walked behind her wearing a sad expression. she reached out with her dirty hands to collect trash,
"don't worry mother, I'll do that. Your hands are too pure to touch such things," said... the girl...
My heart enlightened.
Our mother is the person who gave birth to us.
She is not perfect.
She is not rich.
But she was, and still is the person who loves us right from the start,
Who cared for us when anyone else wouldn't,
who would kiss us goodnight and keep us in her arms in a stormy night.
So what is she to us?
She should be our queen.
She should be our hero.
She should be the one we love the most.
So should we treat her like a slave?
No.
Should we shout at her for thinking she's wrong?
No.
Should we leave her lost and never come back?
No.
She's our mother, our only mother we have and will ever have...
so don't you love her?
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