Where there lies no strife,
Maybe finally a day of peace
The heartaches will cease,
But she tells me to get up
and fight and its not yet her time
to go towards the light.
No matter what you said,
I couldn't let go some little things.
To live behind the ghosts of your past.
I try to deny it, but I closed my eyes,
just to discover how life will be without your
sweet smile.
Tragic day in mid December
She seemed so healthy and grand,
Next thing I know she is in the Hospital
for the Cancer had got her and she has fell,
as you see she is doing well,
she fought the good fight,
But the Cancer took her might.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
my mum died of cancer so i absolutely relate to your poem. even had the epigastric sensation when i reached the second stanza. thank you for the poem.