I remember his hands hard as steel,
But never was I without a meal.
He was with me throughout my childhood,
His love was unconditional, and he always understood.
A strong love I thought we did share,
But why did he leave without a care?
When he left, I was devastated, ,
And a lot of times quite aggravated.
My father gave up everything he had,
Sometimes I think he must have gone mad.
This all from a wonderful man,
In my heart I just don't understand.
Why did you go away father?
This was all on my mind
In my heart I just don't understand
Why have you left me and gone far away father.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very sad poem and quizzical in effort. blessings, arya