Shocked to severe symptoms, rummage read technical books in the reaction,
I, finally becomes a dementia profession.
My reading heat's own right.
Mother: "I someday because Oroseru the money if you have"
Me: "the passbook, if I was before this cancellation."
Mother: ". Okay Hoho"
90 -year-old. Carry the tray, wash the bowl, laugh everyone, humming a song, mother.
Mother: "I do not want to forget the character."
That it is not nearly invisible, not never to convict the others,
Favorite books when you read the
Secretly remove the glasses, close the book as licking.
If here is silent, the room is, of course, even in bright outdoors,
2 meters of the daughter do not know, mother.
Be sure to praise the color of the clothes that it is nice but,
Sweater and trainers are indistinguishable, mother.
Mother: "come to sunlight disinfection"
Me: ". Yada, because not a cutting board and cloth to little movement from now."
In the immediate vicinity, at last and the river is flowing.
Mother: ". Anta, Do not went to that bridge because I'm waiting here."
Trying to confess. Stubborn with your jokes as well, I got in obediently inherited.
Taisho era, the mother was born in amblyopia.
Of milk bottle bottom look-alike, thick Cute glasses.
Meal like this enough to forget, do not come out never be, no matter how called, the mother of childhood.
Hiding place is it what the life of a secret.
I also of the daughter, did not Dase heard at last.
Fukushima Prefecture Yatsuzaku village. Yamamura the horse-drawn carriages come and go.
Mountain work, rice field, field, take care of the cattle.
Nora work's everything hard labor by human power.
Although the children, he of workers that do not absolutely essential.
Sisters: "Yasuko (mother) is useless!"
Sisters was angry.
Mother, is not the way the powerless petite.
To hand want without limit, while hiding with a book,
Not palm came out also, no matter how called!
That year, mountain Akebi was a good harvest.
Sisters: "!, I try to eat side by side on the veranda!"
Burnt smile spilling naturally on the day.
His father: "Do not had much good good!
Come on, this is everything, good to eat alone Yasuko! I! "
The father of the declaration, sisters congeals.
Because it says one rice bag, 30 's km.
Sisters :( though we have collected!)
Father Kawaigaru smaller child.
Insect Me book skip the sisters :( work!)
Turned-down face of the sisters, but red and reflects the fire of the hearth.
The incident took place quietly.
Mother of childhood: "!! A skin only this too!"
After all, the culprit did not know.
In voice through to the mountains beyond, I wonder if his father was angry.
Mother was said to Kannon, how coaxed was of whether the husband.
Autumn deepens hearth end.
To hand a modest Yuge, secretly small wink to be exchanged.
Family turmoil is not to smile.
Comes to elementary school, my mother was hanging on horizontal bar every day.
Teacher: "! Hey Fold the other."
Mother: "still!"
Lesson begins, not cages also come teacher.
It was downed at last had.
In the morning, in the futon, old mother is doing the lightly muscle training,
Turn off the cotton yarn inflated upper arm muscle.
The young are heavy rice bag, it could also be shoulder by a thin back.
Be sure to go to help in farm work, and give up in the ability of the stigma of useless.
Body weight 30 kilometers away. Going to the toilet, it had also overcome the right side of the body paralyzed.
In such a mother, a lifetime of secret was still.
Unsuccessful with his brother married couple, mother is alone, to the group home.
That has not been informed, I was furious, hunt around.
Pick up finally, phew and relieved. But.
Mother: "Here is habitat of the end."
Person in question, was the depression tweet.
Every night of the day and night reversed, impossible not auditory hallucinations.
that's no good. How you doing, attempt to get the mother of motivation.
I also plotting Arekore, mother does not come riding refreshing.
Also haiku that Tashinan so much, my mother did not show an interest.
So No way, did not think the mother of manuscripts come out.
Backing of extensive elaboration, thin character of the pencil.
Spring wind going the parents of knee Tote horse-drawn carriages
And forget the roses bites Shi thorns
So, the mother's Memory of the nostalgic parents.
The I Natsukashin the fun was childhood. Yes Yes.
Me: "It's no good taking!"
Mother: "Iinda"
The bosom, conceal the secretly Tao' rose flowers, mother.
Of Futarikiri rose garden, memories that around in a wheelchair, approaching to the chest.
Mom!
you are,Unnoticed, did you bounced back?
When it did, did so become motivated?
40 to sick even years, nor even grumble distress.
A whopping refreshing, would be a beautiful world!
During his lifetime, from shock and the reaction to it that did not show me,
After a few years, I will be self-published the later years of the mother.
Mother was the character of the person. Now nothing to bondage.
Along with the reader, it is allowed to freely around the world.
Husband, my scheming heat, seems very much lineage.
