The tree with yellow flowers

Happiness is sitting under a tree. The special tree with yellow flowers. Happiness is seeing blooms fall down as the wind blows. And beyond the leaves kites dance in the sky. And on the ground the butterflies flutter. They flutter on the green-green grass they flutter on the golden petals. Can you see them? They are the picture of happiness.

On the background you can hear music. The laughing children on the squeaking swing. The chirpy black magpie on the twig. Raucous guys playing football. High-school cheerleaders practicing their moves, chanting their cheers, and at them the boys whistle. Can you hear the symphony? The orchestra without instruments. They are the sound of happiness.

MAGPIE BIRD

A little boy is playing under the tree. He is happiness to me.

happy baby at the park

SWINGING HAPPILY

I LOVE SLIDES

Luth Mikael Azman, 15 months, at our neighborhood park in Bandar Kinrara

He holds his head high and looks around with glee. He is charmed with the flowers, the little birds, the playful children. Happiness to me is the crunching of leaves beneath his feet, for now he is walking.

Happiness to me is the new word that he is saying, for now he is actively learning. Happiness to me is the scent of his lithe body, as he runs free on the field, sway on swing and swoop down the slides.
Happiness to me is seeing him happy. As his eyes glisten, his expressions priceless and as he looks up at me with so much wonder, how does Mummy break this stick?

Funny lil Miki learns a new word again, this time it’s Patah or break

Great many things that the boy can see, and great many lessons that he can learn. By just sitting under the tree.

Soon the little boy will grow bigger and will face the challenges that rule the world. Before the time arrives come sit with Mummy, son. Sit under the tree and let me tell you the story of the yellow flowers, the black magpie and the laughing children. Be wise my son, and be good. Because Mummy loves you like nobody could.

Author: Diyana

18 thoughts on “The tree with yellow flowers

  1. Gambar Miki yang paling atas tu memang sbijik fotostat mummy dia. Hehe.. Tapi kan, tak adil lah mummy kasi batang kayu gedabak tu suruh dia patahkan. Hahahaha..

  2. aku masih ingat cimiki buat muka amaze dia dgn trick sapu tgn bani hahaha

    macho la anak hang heheh…
    tinggi pulak tu.
    good looking boy hehe 🙂

  3. aku begitu terhari membaca sinopsis budak duduk bawah pokok ni…uwaaaa…..begitu terharu

  4. asssalamualaikum semua,

    saya bersyukur kerana miki telah mempelajari sesuatu yg berharga dan bercirikan ‘baik’ dari pengaruh saya melalui ‘oooooo’nya. banyak lagi ilmu yang ingin saya perturunkan kepada miki. dan saya juga mendapat kabar gembira bahawa miki juga ada nama lain utk ‘cicak’. tahniah miki

  5. wah… tak aci la.. u patahkan ranting kecik, pastu suruh miki patahkan ranting (dahan??) besar… budak kecik itu memang snagat comey!

  6. Rafidah,
    huaa… akhirnya ada jugak orang yg baca text! aku ingat suma org tengok gamba n video aje.. thanks dear!
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    Ayu and Fatin,
    eh! eh! korang ni.. manada i sengih sampai tertutup mata gitu? ehehhe.
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    KD, Miki mmg suka buat muka macam2… thanks! dia mmg tinggi tapi kurus ya amat!
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    Emma,Nidda and CPM, excuse my, I sebagai Mummy ada kuasa veto okay? hahaha… asalkan dia paham konsep patah dan boleh sebut perkataan tu ok… tapi kayu tu mmg sebesar tangan dia kan?
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    Bani,
    terima kasih,mmg benar miki memanggil cicak sebagai nize… hehe

  7. ..saya juga bangga kerana telah pandai menamakan aku sejenis haiwan.., sekurang-kurangnye haiwan itu ada hati nak menyamar sebagai aku yg hensem macam brad pitt ni!! =P kepeh kepeh kepeh

  8. Aaaaaahhhhhh….
    the sayu-est is how cepat they grow up kan? it’s so sayu to me seeing them growing up so fast.

  9. hawa, yes so sayu to think of how soon they are gonna start go to school and stuff!.. huhu
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    anne, damn! hheheee

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