When the fear and the sadness, the stress and fatigue,
which seem to ruin every up at 6,
drinking coffee until midnight
lays me down to sleep… 18 hour day.
You are with me when I wake,
turning the alarm clock off .
You kiss me and encourage me,
until I walk right out the door.
You are with me when I eat my lunch,
that you’ve prepared.
Every day you hug and kiss me
while I’m on my way to school,
demanding that you help me with my homework,
like you have nothing else to do.
And then, your with me every night
when I finally get to home.
You cook me dinner, and you rub my back,
and you kiss me, and you love me.
And I need to thank you now WuLa,
for doing all the little things,
because I don’t do it enough.