Farewell

I ask my mother,
If dreams will come true.
And she answered me,
It depends on you.

She stared at me,
and start to ask.
About my dreams,
I don't know when did start.

I start talking,
And her tears falling.
I ask her why,
And she hugged me tight.

I told her that my dreams is for us,
All i want is to see them all right.
And she told me if thats what you want
I'm always at your side with all my heart.

I hugged her back,
So sweetly and tight.
For we both know,
My farewell will follow

I made this piece when i was 6 years old.