Mom always asked me to walk with her
Every Sunday morning
We just enjoyed the fresh air
We met some people who started to work very early
We enjoyed the beautiful scenery together
Mom always answered me
All the questions
All about every single thing in life
We walked happily
Yes, every Sunday morning
The fog was still there
It was so cold also but fresh
A man brought some bambooes on his shoulder
Or a woman brought a basket of food to the market
Mom told me
How they were so dilligent
They always wake up very early
To start working
Mom told me
That is life
You must to be dilligent
And I remember all the lesson of my childhood
Yes, every Sunday morning
Now,
I do miss my Sunday morning
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Written by Ari Budiyanti
#PuisiHatiAriBudiyanti
8 Agustus 2020
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