Appreciation of birthday poems

Forty-nine years ago today at dusk.

Your dear mother brought you to earth.

Your grandmother took out a fifty cents tightly wrapped at the bottom of the box.

Bought four fish and said

The young man was born malnourished.

Must make up for it

However, the accident appeared.

The greedy cat next door actually took the fish away.

Dad wants to dump the remaining fish soup.

Mother said

Biesuke

And her grandmother's love in it.

Forty-nine Spring and Autumn Periods

How much love have you gained?

How much comfort did you give your mother?

Only those who know how to be grateful know:

They are hidden in the days.

They hid in their mother's smile.

Forty-nine years later.

In the early days, you remember from a small egg.

In college, you recited it in that bowl of noodles in the canteen.

You forgot when you were in love.

We'll talk about it later.

It occurred to you on your son's birthday.

My son's first birthday

You boiled an egg in the way your mother taught you to celebrate.

We'll talk about it later.

My son's birthday presents have always been monotonous-only books and photos.

For three years, my son's birthday gift is only greetings.

The son said, I don't mind material things.

today

You suddenly want to have a good birthday for yourself.

You write down your feelings in words as a gift.

Do you remember?

Make mom happy every day.

Is to repay my mother for her hard days.