You gave me the life and you were gone Mom.
I cannot hold anymore and it goes somewhere.
The strong character without any characteristics
Never bothers and grabs everything,
But nothing can be hold chum!
It goes and never turn back.
Try to understand this careless journey!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine reflective poem with a touch of irony and angst as well as a loving remembrance of your dear mother. You're right, life can be very difficult to understand at times. I particularly liked your expression 'careless journey'. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥