I cried for an hour today,
The tears flow easily now,
Yet when they should have come
My eyes were dry.
Too late I knew what I had lost
And could not replace what is gone.
Now I cry for what I can not have.
We will never talk together
As woman and man
For you I am always a child.
We can never walk together
Hand in hand
Or exchange a knowing smile.
You will never hear the laughter of my children
Or look forward to their kiss
You can never reach out to touch them
Or know how much you are missed.
2001 revised March 2003
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