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Someday when I’m being a mother I’d tell my kids I love them
endlessly ♥♥
I’ll tell them how I picked up the stunning name like
“Oxygen” but then managed not to give them because it’ll be weird for them in
science class, finding out their name in periodic table. But even if they
prefer to be an artist instead of scientist, that would be okay. I’ll navigate
their talents, push their confidence up, and fly them to people. They are free
but not limitless. Beauty but not priceless. I’ll work with them to grow an
early responsibility, a sense of identity. So that I know the name I gave once
upon a time would entitled like an eternal wish
Someday when my kids get scared of spider, I won’t rid it
away. They need to know how to pass fears alone by let them know I’m here to
stay
By time they will understand, there’s nothing bigger than my
fear of losing them. I’ll try to deal myself by stop imagining something
torturing them while it is not. But let fears be a friend, it just a gentle
reminder how we have precious thing to protect. I’ll cry behind the wall but in
case they just find out, I will grab their head over my chest, so that they can
hear every single of my heart beat belongs to them. I’ ll get sick, but sick is
never felt that good noticing they are around. I’ll get weak, but would never
been that strong watch them survive
Someday when my kids leave by angry, I’d be the first
shelter they find back when the street gets lonely
A super cool gigs concert will be held in the middle of
nowhere and they ask for permission but I say no. A new gadget will released,
they’ll say it’s a need, but I’ll say it’s not indeed. Someday they will mock
me on their Twitter and I don’t read, but I’ll know they start to hate me when
they refuse to eat breakfast I cooked since 5 am
I’ll turn further when they stars to go to school by a
stylish outfit and make over, and refuse to be kissed in front of their
colleagues. That would be Okay, I’ll kiss them in goodnight sleep. But I’ll
demand them to pray five times a day, to read Quran, to turn off TV volume when
adzan. They might find it useless routine for their advanced logic but soon I
know their heart would guide them like my heart was
Someday they would go far from their lover, and I can’t
catch them no longer
They will talk about technology and philosophy. About change
they want to make, they want to be. I will keep telling myself that their life
is theirs and I got my part already. I will start walking in the empty house,
scanning picture albums, and post them online to grab their attention. Wish
that sort of nostalgia could chill us to the bones
Then I will open their albums and find them with their new
lover. In the new house, new furniture, new dresses, and new languages. I will
be happy, because I had in that phase. But what if happiness is the only thing
that last?
These thought are start to scare me out. But before I sleep
let me tell you something
I’ll try not to forget that they are not the only one
learning. You and I would still on a journey. When they are growing up and we
growing old, we will grow together. When they earning and we are losing, we
will try to give and take. When they break the rules, we will find a way how to
forgive and forget
And someday, every-single-day in front of our kids and their
kids, I’ll tell them I love you endlessly
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