Force of Love

there is a medal
don't have to wear
but is shining while you smile;
there is a rhythm
don't have to play
but is touching my heart;
there is a sweetness
don't have to taste
but is warming the cold.

these are what,
my dear mom--
your pride of me
your understanding of me
your love to me
all the time.

now I know--
silence
may express the stimulative music
in the life air;
quietness
may characterize the fantastic dance
on the life stage;
tenderness
may refine the hardest stone
in the life world.

I also remember--
the reproach
without one word
but heavier than one thousand;
the disappointment
without any voice
but louder than the thunder;
the sadness
without a tear
but bloody in the heart.
Mom, I know
it was me, who dyed grey
your hair.

light wind in all seasons,
please bring my deep blessings,
please bring them to
my mom.
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Thank Liang pishu & Xiaofang. I took in some of your corrections.