Angels exist among humans disguised as kind people whose kindness cannot be measured by the human brain. The author believes their late mother, who celebrated her birthday before passing away, was truly an angel as she brought light to the author's darkest times. Now that she has returned to her angelic kind, the author feels unsure of their place here without her guiding light and believes the angels love her more.
Angels exist among humans disguised as kind people whose kindness cannot be measured by the human brain. The author believes their late mother, who celebrated her birthday before passing away, was truly an angel as she brought light to the author's darkest times. Now that she has returned to her angelic kind, the author feels unsure of their place here without her guiding light and believes the angels love her more.
Angels exist among humans disguised as kind people whose kindness cannot be measured by the human brain. The author believes their late mother, who celebrated her birthday before passing away, was truly an angel as she brought light to the author's darkest times. Now that she has returned to her angelic kind, the author feels unsure of their place here without her guiding light and believes the angels love her more.
Angels exist among humans disguised as kind people whose kindness cannot be measured by the human brain. The author believes their late mother, who celebrated her birthday before passing away, was truly an angel as she brought light to the author's darkest times. Now that she has returned to her angelic kind, the author feels unsure of their place here without her guiding light and believes the angels love her more.
They are here, disguised as humans You know, the people whom kindness is undescribable Our human brain can not measure it Their kindness is above earth level Never have I ever thought that she’s passed away Not even once…..No….. She just rejoins with her kind; With all the angels… She doesn’t belong here; Not in this cruel dirty world She went to the place that they said to be one of the most beautiful places on earth After she celebrated her birthday, which for some of us is considered to be one of the most beautiful days to remember, We shared the same birthday, by the way, but unlike me, She doesn’t belong here When i was in the darkest place, She used to be the light at the end of the tunnel Now that the light was gone, i’m not sure my place here I believe, she is one of them; One of the angels And the angels love her way more than me Goodbye Au revoir Ibu Keep that beautiful smile I love you I miss you