There was a written note for the lady,
And it said, "Mommy, you've loved me dearly.
Never have I realized how much you care.
You're probably looking at my grave with hate and despair.
I'm sorry I made the wrong decisions,
Chose the wrong roads towards my dreams and aspirations.
When you offered help, I simply ignored you.
That's why I didn't know what to do.
This happened because it just seemed so right.
I was getting weak, and I couldn't fight.
You told me then that I was strong.
I knew it from the start, but I was wrong.
I tried to change and be a whole lot better,
But it just kept on getting harder and harder.
I wish I listened before and opened my ears
So there will be no sadness, no painful tears.
I'm sorry, Mother, success wasn't meant for me.
I didn't turn out what you wanted me to be.
Thank you, Mother, you've always been there
Ready to fight my battles anytime anywhere.
Good bye, Mother, you have been the best of all.
You've always been that way since I was young and small.
I love you, Mother, with your tender love that I've always missed,
So look up in heaven and catch my loving kiss."
~Haidee Dagsil
3/26/98