Things happen who will we question?
The earth can never be satisfied,
the dear once we lose,
to the world of no return the disappear,
living hunting hurting memories.
If we count tears,
or measure the magnitude of sorrow,
then death could vomit our loved once,
yet death can never erase the memories.
In the darkness the light will shine,
the storm will calm,
and the tears shall dry,
just hold on to the memories,
cherish the moments,
and pray for healing.
A broken heart can never forgive death,
but a willing mind keeps dreaming,
smile she is in a safe place,
where angels dine.
Smile she is watching over you,
keep in mind tomorrow is waiting,
live to remember.
Focus on the future,
it is okey to cry and feel pain,
don't hold the tears,
Soon it will be happy memories,
may her soul rest in peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem