I would be greatly appreciated if someone corrected my writing. Thank you very much.
Whenever you hear the chattering of morning birds coming through your windows, remember that I was like you -- a wife and a mother, or even a young girl who used to spend her secret times in front of a mirror prettying herself for a man in her mind.
beghang out your children's laundry inon your veranda, humming a beautiful old song you have liked since your childhood or because it reminds you of your younger days, remember a woman and a mother like you. Her veranda was burnt with everything wason it -- clothes, dreams ....
[I've put an ellipsis here because 'clothes and dreams' seems too little to mean 'everything'.
theone whose children did not go to school but to a place from where [or 'from which'] they never come back. Remember me; for nothing supports me but your tears. I know you are an extension of me, and in you I find thelife when its brightness escapes my eye.