My mother
How many lonely days i spent,
Without you beside me i slept,
Without you dear mum,
I now walk alone,
No one to share my joys and sorrows.
To whoever be it, but to a mum it is someting special,
I know you are in pain,
And that pains me more,
Cos i am helpless.
As i walk in the evenings,
I remember your tired face,
Yet with all smiles,
As the waves dash the rocks,
I remember your laugh,
A room in my heart is always open,
For you dear mum.
With you I find peace!
With you I find happiness!
Dear mum, when will you be back?
I wait and wait and wait. . . . . .
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