The day Dad died, he died in pain
The sun shone, it should've been rain
I'd never see his face again
The past was gone with all the shame
I needed my mother badly
She didn't want her family
But she'd already gone
She'd had us for so long
I searched for her everywhere
When men had left me I'd shed a tear
I thought it was a big mistake
My mother gone? surely my heart would break
She never explained why she left
It left the family bereft
Was it because I was ill too?
No, she'd gone for good that was true
Now I am very bitter & sad
I remember the good times that we had
I must put all the hurt away
Perhaps we'll meet again one day.
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