The Gift Named Nasywa Khoirunnisa

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The Angel of The Heart

You offer me wings, when mine is broken

You give me hands , when others is hidding theirs

You give me  sweetest smile, when others are angry

You give me hug, when others ignore me

You show me the rainbow over my head,

You show me the beauty that I never know before

In every step you make, you oftenly amaze me

You  sing the most melodious song for me

Remind me how beautiful my life is

You give me beliefs that I can do anything as long as you are around

You never asked me the love that I would give to you

You never expect that I have to understand your sincere smile and heart

You just enter my heart when I need it

You know when the right time to touch my deepest soul

You give me protection wheter I am right or wrong

Trough your little finger that likes touch my hair, my nose, and my cheek

My tears are falling... How means to me ur touching is

If all words in this words are exist

I believe it never substitute to the greatest love you present me 

I do belive that I am one of the lucky person in the world

That I have you in my life, the powerfull strenght for me to stand

Voices the honesty at the right time

Be your proudness

The last but not least,

I am so thankful to God , That make me the choosen one

To let me live with you, and raise you up

And grows as the blossoms in spring time

I always proud  saying this to the world...

That I am proud being your mom....