It all changed when my father died
Without his mellow we missed him inside
For my mother wasn't strong enough to keep it together
So we drifted apart without his tether
And we are left without a family feeling
Where people are left without healing
What do you do when it goes so far
To be left apart with each staring from afar.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
death of dear one brings a lot of changing in life///