My mother used to comb me with her hands.
My hair once said to me, that is
Best comb ever to touch them.
I often miss my mother combing my hair again.
My mother used to say take care of your hair,
Like mother took care of you in your childhood first.
My hair likes to remind me, over and over
Message mother. I often forget my hair,
as well as often forgetting my mother and the message.
Since I started getting in and out of the salon often, my hair
be quiet. At the salon I really don't want to
take care of my hair. I'm just tempted by variety
kinds of combs. I'm increasingly forgetting my mother's message.
The time i came home to meet my mother, my mother was very sad.
Because I don't want him stroking my hair like before.
"I'm a big girl, Mother. Can comb my hair already
myself, "I said. I didn't pay attention, when my mother
wringing her hands and combing her hair
alone. "Never mind, Mother. My hair is no longer familiar with
Comb Mother's hand, "I said.
Mother said, "Ah, you can never know your hair."
I love my mom