Pure sorrow is deep down in my heart
And from there a mist doesn't depart.
I have my grandmother's diamond.
It still shines in the glistening sun.
Perhaps flowers last eternally,
In heaven as far as we can see.
Sadness and loss knock at my closed door.
No more for me today, I implore.
what a beautiful poem so sorry for your loss thank you for writing it i hope to see more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Extreme emotional landscape is presented in this wonderful poem. Very moving.