I missed you yesterday,
I miss you today,
and I will miss you tomorrow.
Aching body, desolate head, tearful eyes, shattered heart.
In sorrow I forever live every minute of the day.
Where can I go from this misery time of mine?
By Mom - Monday 6: 01 pm 1/7/2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem