J. Her mother tells: " Till this day he stands like a mountain between me and my daughter, I still see him in her broken eyes on weddingparties, I see him in her begging to reconcile separated loved ones, I see him in her anger over silly things'..I used my power and my daughter hated me and she still adores him.."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem