O, how I miss my darling boy,
The sad hours have begun,
His voice is silent, my heart cries,
One dark cloud has dimmed my sun
O, how I miss my dearest love
When he travels far from me,
I find no comfort in the night,
I get lost in reverie
The moon listens to my lament.....
How noble of him to share
These dark ribbons of loneliness,
The torment of my despair
O, how I miss my beloved,
My sad heart cannot ascend
The deep ravine of solitude
When to these depths I descend
Does my darling not realize,
When he returns he will find
My poor heart clad in sorrow's veil,
Filled with love he left behind
When he comes, my night of anguish
Will turn to a joyous morn,
The dark clouds will be parted then
And a sweet morning reborn
A moving expression of missing the love which is deeply felt here Lora.......amazing
missing a loved one hurts the very essence of being. this verse captures it amazingly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Strikes a chord. He's a lucky man. Expressive, well done.