生日

                                八年前的今天

                                妈妈生下你

                                那天

                                阴雨连绵

                                妈妈在手术台上

                                疼的

                                昏了过去

                                没听见你第一声啼哭

                                没看见你第一丝笑容

                                虚弱的妈妈

                                躺了七天七夜

                                你一天天长大

                                开始坐

                                开始爬

                                开始走第一步

                                开始摔跤

                                开始学会叫妈妈

                                你像一朵小花

                               开始慢慢绽放

                               在妈妈渐老的容颜里

                               在妈妈柔和的目光里

                               我亲爱的女儿

                               迎来你

                               第八个生日

                               带你去吃肯德基

                               带你去游乐场

                               看你在秋千上荡啊荡

                               妈妈

                               脸上挂着笑容

                               却

                               累的

                               爬在那儿

                               睡着了