In her tomb by the sounding of sea.
You hear a tsunami of pain, waves crashing down on my mom.
Seem like I may never see the world.
My hope was about to jump off the bridge.
When plop I pop out, crying my butt off.
My mom last word was "I love you, Annabel."
And she kiss me goodbye,
Trying to grip her hand, but her hand slip by me.
I, Annabel Asuna is curse with her mother death.
No motherly love.
My dad left my mom.
No fatherly care.
Now all I have is Jesus Christ.
His love is like infinity to beyond.
Thank you Jesus.
A good start with a nice poem, Andy. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She is eating up her mind!
What do you mean?