I took her home,
she died today,
after doctors gave up hope.
I took her home
and I buried her,
after a sleep she never woke.
I placed a stone
upon her grave
by the dim of dreary light,
And tonight
, I'l dream of all her warmth
as she lies as cold as ice.
a sorrowful write. life isn't forever and we must accept that. a good write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How very sad but really well written, We all miss our Mothers when they go. :)