Mom’s Lullaby: Full Moon

Mom always sings a song like a lullaby.

And I was a shy little girl, always hiding behind her momma's back.

I'm that type of kid who has no guts in front of strangers, that meek little child that would freeze up or stare at you with deadpan eyes but wouldn't say any word.

But also the same type of kid who would go find and collect big earthworms and big snails then put some salt on them and watch them react to it—when left alone, which was my everyday routine.

Mom taught me how to sing,

Words by words

Gentle and warm

Reverberating an entire love song.

I followed suit,

Broken words

Whimsical notes

High pitched tiny voice

Exuding youthful innocence.

'It's the time again

for tender affection

And I'm together with you

While strolling around in every place

In full moon

With the wind carrying coldness

I'll hold you in my arms

For the whole night long'

That was the first song I tried singing without actually hearing the very song in my 6 years of existence.

Only trusting my mom's guidance,

I sang in front of my relatives,

Karaoke in the background.

My song of choice surprised her,

With trembling little voice I had,

I sang in broken words and stuttered melody.

I couldn't completely sing it with background accompaniments as I was used to hearing it in acapella.

Mom then tried joining me,

And we became a unique, once in a century duo.

That was the first time I ever tried singing.

It was my mom's lullaby to us,

Our family's theme song,

And of course, the first song I ever learned by ear.