You kissed me one morning
and I pulled away
How was I supposed to know
that you'd be gone the next day?
Why did you leave me?
I'm just a kid
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
I picture your eyes,
your hair, your face
But it's all gone from me
Gone without a trace
How could you just leave me here
I was your only child.
I thought you loved me,
you hugged me, you smiled...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How can we dare to comment on your pain, except to empathise... but out of the bad has come a very good poem which shows you are more than a survivor, a winner... keep writing, SYRC, please.