I miss you
And I don’t know how to cope with this loneliness
You were planning to leave
For a while
I could see the struggle
And its effects
But never found you without a smile
You were always content
Said, “the hand that gives is better
Than which receives”
I look at your belongings
A gold chain with crucifix
A pair of tops and some rings
You left them for your daughters
You said they look after such things better
But what can I have?
To remind me of you
Your words, your guidance
Your faith
I need something more tangible
Then I look at myself
I am after all
Your reflection
Nana
Very touching. Reminded me of my mother. Took me a while to get over the lump in my throat.
NICE
Very personal and moving from the first line to the last. We all have to go my dearest friend. From God we come and to God we return. Nice poem this one...I did not know you were so much attached to your mother-in-law.
Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.
Pen name:Emmenay.
Yahoo email ID:Ambitious7
Initials: M.N. Ahmed.