Not a day passes by without my shedding a tear
For my precious mother who left me more than a year.
No one can replace her now that she has gone away
Making me wish that there were no 24 hours in a day.
Without her now my life is never the same
How I miss her sweet voice calling out my name.
When I look at her smiling picture on the wall
It seems as if she has not left me alone at all.
When I kiss her photo before going to sleep at night
It makes me keep back tears that are difficult to fight.
The pain was not there on the day of her passing away
It is there now when without her I have to live each day.
actually i wanted to stay away from the poem, as the title itself moistened my eye. I'm sure a mother does not want to see her child cry even when they are around. It would be far too painful for their a beautiful soul to see that her daughter is shedding tears of sadness. Though memories last, they deserve to see happy children. Beautiful...
So precise and precious are the tears being shed for a beloved mother. Wonderfully framed whispers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very truly said. the loss of a dear mother is an eternal loss and emotional separation, the void that can never be filled any day.