My Mother

February 26, 2018
By purpleflower3 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
purpleflower3 GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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The first time my mom walked through the door, she thought the white washed weak.
So she put tape on the corners and covered the white in color...
Now my kitchen is like a forest, with maple wood and grass green.

The author's comments:

This is written in a korean poetic form called sijo.

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