They say that time my pain will heal.
Time will change the way I feel.
I'm still waiting.
In time my broken heart will mend
And peace upon me will descend.
I'm still waiting.
My son is dead.My son is gone.
Unfeeling time keeps marching on.
I'm still waiting.
Time won't heal me.It's a lie.
I believe the day I die...
I'll stop waiting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem