Comments about ibrahim teke
The time i was in your lap,
Its heat is still around my back.
The time we walked together in Istanbul,
I got on buses without you, mother.
The time you died, it is like yesterday,
You said ' my boy ' with blind eyes.
How valuable i was to you,
But i didn! t know your value, forgive me.
You are with my father now
And i don! t forget.