All day I have been looking for the happy place in my
mind, reading all about Israel and Palestine, Muslims
getting rough with Christians, building roads in Africa,
but nothing enabled me to reach the happy place
Watched a comedy tonight but still there is an empty
space in my heart, my son turned eighteen yesterday
fifteen July, today he got his driver’s license, growing
in independence, growing away to start his own life
And I cannot find the happy place in my heart, the sad
cloud surrounding me, black - cold and empty, does
not lift, playing at being happy is not working as the
silence within me grows, without a song on my lips
I cannot create happiness and nobody can impart it,
I long for my baby boy…
16 July 2013
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