I sat beneath my bench near my bed, drew a picture for Ms. Pale I wanted to give her.
Mommy came in:,, Honey, for what is that for?"
,, Ms. Pale"
My mom said she was my favorite teacher back then.
Rarely I remembared anything of her.
,, She was like a mother figure for you"
I wonder why.
Cause I do not at all.

But remember I do, is that I drew a man next to her Holding her hand.
This man should protect her.
On the corner is the half of the sun, a little dog on the ground and a pretty pink house.
All smiling, all happy.

What I do remember but ofcourse, is what happend last year.
My 8 year old brother asked me:,, What happens when mommy and daddy are gone?", I knew that question would come.
My mom said:,, that would never happen, that could never happen"

Mother lie it is.
Doesn't want to hurt her son but spreads untruth.
I took him to the side:,, The sky you see? It brings light, darkness, water to drink and even elctricity"
,, And snow to play for!"
I smiled:,, Oh, yeah it does"
The sky is like a layer of protection.
Magical the World isn't it?
Someone decorated the stars, because of what is it Held?

We will be protected, don't worry.
World is so magical, that there needs to be an other magical too
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024