My mom is my baby……

雲上太陽    它總不改變

雖然小雨灑在臉上

雲上太陽     它總不改變

它不改變

Of course ,

Our God indeed keeps company with my dear mom,

protect her, love her, encourage her, 

and Rise her up.

My dear God, my dear mom.   Today is so warm…….

Let us face the war with Faith,

                              with Courage,

                              and  the Glory 

                              from our truly God……. 

Helen is writing and hearing the drops of Rain…………. 

Now I am Mom, and my mom is my baby…………..