On the occasion of my mother's anniversary

October has been 49 years since my mother passed away

Every time I think of you, I cry

So I'm going to draw you again when you're alive

My mother who gave all her love to her child and went to far away heaven

My mother whose product is as clear as a flower blooming alone at the foot of the mountain

I miss you. I miss you. At this time of year, I want to remember the nostalgia of my hometown

My mother's love pocket is penetrating my chest.



As time has passed and I've been raising children

I feel deeply how big and great the mother's love is.



I miss my gray-haired child's mother so much and miss her.

It's a name that doesn't answer even if I call it, but I still call it. Mother~~