her in mother by Rut Novyanti

Past is still the past. Cannot you avoid, Cannot you deny. But, past built you what you are now. Cannot you have a beautiful past Cannot you change it all Need years to re-build the cost Look forward, but do not do the past things in the present It has been planted for about all this life? Is not the fruit near to the tree But, the seeds have already been harvested. Will it be picked? Or just let it be rotten? I choose the first choice. There are great future of all. He looks after me, always.

Cloud, this is me, let me set alight secretly, deeply, inside this heart Sun, allow me to sit on the cloud to tell story, to laugh, to cry Sky, do you mind? if this scream loud out, will you be upset.. if no, I'll stay with you