We never ever lose our mothers
They just go but remain in our hearts
They stay in the memories we remember
And not a day passes by we're apart.
She is like a mist in the morning
A breath of the breeze passing by
The warmth of sunlight softly touching
And the comfort of rain from the sky.
Mother's memories keep her very near
And the space is filled with her thought
Her love is the strength that we hold dear
From where we find the purpose we sought.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.
(May, 2012 -two years gone.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great poem Cynthia. mother always stays in our hearts.