“Mommy, you are a fairy,” I said.
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| Mommy, you are a fairy |
My mother laughed like tinkling bells.
“I am serious, Mother. You know everything.”
She said.
“My child, I try to answer as best as I can. When you grow older, you will not need me.”
I replied:
“No, Mom, I will always need you. Nothing can change that.”
Her words echo in my heart as I look at the blue sky:
“Dear daughter! Nothing remains the same except the vast blue sky.”
It has been ten years since I lost my fairy.
