have lost a lot
what i would.not want
want to lose
would be
may be
what my mother saw
in me first
the tiny little smile
which my mom
saw in me first
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with Catrina this is a very poignant piece, but do keep smiling...at the risk of using a cliche...it makes the worlsd a happier place..