I remember that day like yesterday br That day I broke your favourite vase br The message, I was scared to convey br Scared to my bones for real br I hid all the pieces under my bed br And kept another in place instead br You must be very observant br Because you very quickly noticed br That your ancient vase was missing... br It was sleeping under my bed! br br I slowly waited... for the worst br Any moment now, my mom would burst br I closed my eyes and stayed tight br Sat in a corner and slowly wept br A shadow neared slowly and dawdling br I looked up to see, my mom was smiling br She sat down, next to me, br Held my hands, chuckled a bit br And whispered slowly, “its okay” br br That day she told me words...