to Mom

I am jealous with everyone who can call his/her mom today..
I am envy with everybody who could accomplished his/her mom’s dream by time
but I am so grateful that I was born from you, Mom🙂
I am sorry that I often make you dissapointed.. or angry..
couldn’t be what you’d dreamed even when you passed..
I will keep struggling
keep praying
that you’re always smiles for me there
beside Allah
at Allah’s best heaven
I love you, Mom
I am sorry that I couldn’t be a good son

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