'Mama what are you dreamin? Papa told me you were sleeping. Mama I try waking you, but you still wont answer me. How long can you sleep mama? When will you wake up and what are you dreaming of?
I still sit by your bedside wondering and asking questions. But where are they taking you? why do they put you in a box mama?
why do i fell so sad mama?
why wont you wake up up and do somthing? Noone answers my questions.Im only 4 mom i dont know what dead means. is it bad? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem