When the stars shine
In the mighty heavens
I think of you mummy.
My dearest mummy,
you are there in heaven.
You are there in the world of the stars.
You are a star.
You see me now,
looking up to you
and calling your name "Genova"
(Genova is the real name of my beloved mummy.
She died at the age of 38. She had cancer. I miss her so much)
One more lily in heaven, so pure and divine. I feel your deep love for your young mummy. You see me now, looking up to you and calling your name Genova...... very touching.
Oh dear Poet, your love towards your mother is something which attracts me. I think the place of a mother can never replace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May God always give you comfort and peace in knowing that she is heaven always watching you with pride and joy. Lovely poem filled with love towards mummy.