Without
you
life
would
have
no
meaning.
I would
be a
traveler
in time
Groping
in the
wilderness.
Desolate
and
forlone.
Always
seeking
never
finding.
You are
the
treasures
God has
allowed
me.
I am
ever
thankful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem with the hands of a mother for her children. yes, without children, mother is so alone that her life seems to be vain. But without mother we have no breath to take. Read my poem MOTHER and other poems and dropp your valuable comments