Tears coming down my cheeks,
Tight hugs,
And sweet kisses.
It’s just so hard to take.
A family over there,
Mine over here,
I feel in the middle –
Of my life.
A treasure so many people in my heart,
A door always opens – never closed.
Ways of communication –
Phone, e-mail, text, letter….
What should I do?
Put them in boxes,
From here to there,
Holding my bear as tight as I can;
Thinking so hard of what I would do without them.
I would put my head down –
They’d lift my head up.
They’d tell me to stop crying,
Fro they would cry too.
“What would I do now? ”
I asked myself every night –
The people I love most,
Seems to part from my sight.
Even if I don’t see them,
I’ll treasure them in my heart –
Always and forever –
Just like everlasting life.
I love them so much –
I write this fro them.
I won’t finish now,
Because
I have not even began.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem