Missing You the most.. the queen of my worldly life,
So reliable, fearlessly I turned to you in life’s strife.
In times of double troubles when I wished I was dead.
You were my comforting cushion, to lay my confused head.
Fragrance of the sweet wonderful mum, I often do recall.
So gentle, so caring, your strength, that never did stall.
A great teacher, a counselor, a nurse, a cook and a friend
Till the angels call at my side you remained till the end
Now lost without you, I aimlessly stray with thoughts of you
Wishing I could have you back, to help me pull through.
Tolerant of my foolishness, your guidance never did fail
Long for that home with love abundance oh that pleasant sail
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I would like to translate this poem