Under Silver Birch Tree

Like a mother would, she cared and help my mum raise me to be this person now you see..

She worries about my first acne... *embarrassed

she help me through my first period and taught me how things work.. *again embarrassed

took me shopping and get me cool clothes....

always remind me to eat properly *I never listened

remind me to do chores before my mum gets back from work...
Cause we both know mum is sensitive towards untidy messes we make

she was my dear sweetest defender..

sekarang hanye tinggal kenangan... Mama, Afia harap Mama sentiase diberi keselesaan abadi..

I still feel as if I could just give U a call an ask how are you doing..

if 'they' are treating you alright.. 

I miss you always, but you are loved more by our creator

I still feel like your still there and if I glance twice

I'll see you... but its not enough

I miss you

I didnt have the guts to write about you because I always feel that the memories between us will always be ONLY between us..

but now I know the reasons for why I wanna write about you here

this is my little spot where I can write about you

and where people can read and know, 

what a wonderful person you were

IN and OUT

and this little spot will never be erased, so that I can come again in the future to re-remember

who you were and what you mean to me..