Each night I cry
and wonder why
you felt you had to go.
What was so bad,
made you so sad
you felt you had to go?
Throughout the years
did you shed tears?
Why did you want to go?
I wish you had said
what was in your head.
I would have told you not to go.
My precious son,
my only one,
my heart is broken so.
I love you still
and always will
until the day I go.
Then I'll hold you tight
with all my might
and never let you go...
and never let you go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad and very touching. A lovely poem