Looking at the endless tunnel
Tunnel filled with hope and strength
Maybe I should turn back
Maybe this is isn’t the right thing…
What should I do, I wonder
Should I step ahead or stop.
Suddenly I see a glimpse of light
A light and then someone holding me tight.
” Mother…” said I, feeling the echo of the word
Mother, my mother, is standing next to me right now.
She is holding my hand while standing next to me
Smiling,the smile I could never forget
She gave me the confidence to step into the tunnel
Into the tunnel where in some parts it might be dark
But I know my mother will be there for me
I know she will guide me through it.
I step in and see the world
A world where there are endless hopes and dreams
Where people dream every night
Where people fear every day
But there are no worries for me
My mother will be next to me.
No words can describe this picture.
To hold me, to love me
My feel my pain and struggle.
My reason of life.