** Remember those days when we was a little kids
,a warm hugs from my mom ,prepare a good meal for us feed us with her
lovely hands .Those days will never come when she was telling the story
to make us sleep and herself wake up till late ,those
days will never come like a mom do everything for her kids .The
memories stay for those days even you grew up when you get sick make a
hot soup with her hand to feed you but now you miss all these days when
your mom is not here. **
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