As the black descend as darkness
As the grey fades
When light sprung up
I saw light
My lost soul found a resting place
There in your arms I lay
In that middle of the night
So much people around me
Dark turned to light,
Grey turned to blue,
Lost became found,
And I now I know love
For that’s my dreamed
The time might have been I’m born
The time I met you
And so I would remember the day
As I remember all those other day
When you’re with me
When you’re beside me
And cared for me
You’re my parent
And someday, maybe someday
I will be like a parent like you that day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very sweet poem. our parents are the ones who always stays behind us whether the gud or bad times. well penned.10 up.