An angel calls out to me;
'Come on! Think of your mother! '
And I start to think..
Mommy, when you were with me.
When I was in your arms I had nothing to fear.
You were always protecting me, always
And talking to you always made my day better
I wish you were always with me
Always, I would like to see
Coz, I miss you so so much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem