Painful Whispers; 'I Try To Smile Again' Poem by nimal dunuhinga

*One daughter in Boston and the other in Victoria, the old tree grows in California and face all the seasons and we all scattered in the life-drama? When's the Playwright bring us to one stage and finish this tiresome Rehearsal?

We hear a whisper with the wind
That blows from Australian pasture;
'My poor Mom & Dad
Please do not cry
As I try to smile again.'
Yes, we muttered to ourselves
'It's a hard task in the burning life
But we are certain our darling daughter
That you have the capability and faith in leapfrogging!

* To Alison & Jerry in gratitude, I am worried of your little lull!