:: I Feel You ::


When i bathe Zafran and Lydia
I feel you
When i clothe Zafran and Lydia
I feel you
When i feed Zafran and Lydia
I feel you
When i play with Zafran and Lydia
I feel you
When i touch Zafran and Lydia with love
I feel you
When i hug and kiss Zafran and Lydia
I feel you
When i smile at Zafran and Lydia
I feel you smile at me back...

This is how i feel it, this is how i feel your love. When i was a baby, i didn't feel anything and now i can feel it mak. I can feel the love that you gave me through the love that i give to Zafran and Lydia. I know it won't be the same like yours, but i feel you.

O how i miss you.. i miss the love that gone missing for 3 years. I hungered for your touch, longing for your voice and all the daily routines in my life, busy like Zafran rummages his new toys, it doesn't simply can quenching the memories of you and it revolves around me each second.

I used to think hardly to find a special gift for you, on mother's day, on birthday. Sometimes my head got spinning like gasing just to find one in the shopping mall. Lastly i ended up "mak nak apa? nanti orang beli, senang sikit". But now, it is so easy to find it - Al Fatihah.

Happy mother's day to all mothers in the world! You are my true superhero...

Comments

Anonymous said…
ni yg rase nak kawen neh!

-b-
Greentea-Tay said…
You only can feel it after you become a mother. If not, you won't feel anything.

When i look at them, i feel arwah mak melihat kfazilah masa baby dulu, this is the time i can feel it. I feel the pure love that never seem to vanish even arwah mak dah takde. I still feel her.

...and i burst into tears.
Anonymous said…
能付出愛心就是福;能消除煩惱就是慧。........................................
Anonymous said…
在你一無所有的時候 是誰在陪伴你 他便是你最重要的人 ............................................................
惠萍惠萍 said…
Some people cannot see the wood for the trees. ............................................................
Greentea-Tay said…
Thank youuu..!

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