幸福的滋味

幸福的滋味

周日早晨醒來
匆匆忙忙下樓
把筆記本放到包裏
咦，這是什麽？
卡片上還係了個紅繩？

來不及打開繩結
掀開卡片一角
兒子那熟悉的字體
闖進我的眼睛
Mom：
For seventen years,
you've always been there.
Whenever I needed to shed a tear,
or when I was facing my greatest fear.

I sometimes wonder where I would be,

。。。。。。
 Love,
  your son”
一目十行地往下看
淚水已盈滿了眼瞼
老公喊著吃飯
終於沒有忍住
熱淚流淌了一臉

佯裝著去衛生間
偷偷地拭去啼痕
那副沒出息的樣子
不能讓他看見

老公還是看出了異樣
默默地不敢多言
我本來想說出原委
還是忍住了
隻默默地在心裏
讓那幸福的滋味
綿延。。。。。。

母親節的早晨看到兒子偷偷放進我包裏的卡片，
兒子寫的第一首象詩的東東給老媽不爭氣的眼淚珠兒給逗下來。
附：兒子的第一首詩：
Mom：
For seventen years,
you've always been there.
Whenever I needed to shed a tear,
or when I was facing my greatest fear.

I sometimes wonder where I would be,
Without the wisdom and knowledge that
you passed onto me.
Now I'm on my path to be happy,
to finish high school and attend University.
 
At times I may be unappreciative and sore,
but in the end I realize that you're the
best mom a son could ask for.

So today is your special day,
your time to be free of your worries.

Happy mother's day!
Love,
       your son