POEM - Mother

Mother..

You were used to working hard.

Because you bringing me and my younger sister up.

I saw a hard appearance of you.

I was distressed because you were on your way to work,

although you were sick.

Because you were laborious.

So..

You saw my tears when I left Korea.

Don`t worry from now on.

I won`t stray too far from the sidewalk.

You just always think about yourself, now.

Mother..

You truly have a heart of gold among people.

You qualfy as the most happiest woman.

From now on, I`ll make your life happy..