Tiny
You are a gift from mother
I gently hug you into the pillow
It's your memories of the past that are whispering
Full of fermentation?
Fly into the depths of tears
You are the scent of tea on the stream
You are one meter of sunshine by the lake
Carrying mother's joy and sorrow
Carrying my tears and sorrow
tiny
you are a paper crane
Floating in my dreams
Is it an illusion?
The dust in life
in your eyes
moment
It's the ocean in your heart
You
paper crane