The big tree has fallen, leaving
Million people crying for its well
Known shade, that makes you
Feel so relieved when you are under it.
In times of rain and storms it left plenty
Of people with no place to hide.
You can't take back the water
That spilled down.
What's done cannot be undone.
What we need the most is to accept.
Maybe it will be better than crying
Everyday.
Crying is not gonna make him back.
Let's pray and let him rest in peace.
At least this tree did not leave nothing
But it left its seeds, which are now growing.
We will always miss you father until we meet
Again to the next world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Touching and sensational write!