I just found
A pile of memories
From when my mother
And Father
Passed away
Cards of condolences
All piled up with love
Each card a statement
Of what great
Parents they were
Her beauty
Her courage
Her unconditional love
She lead communities with
Determination and love
She made things possible
For children in need
And she gave her all
To her children tenfold
And guided us with love
What a wonderful soul
I cant let this pass
without mentioning my dad
without one or the other
This poems uncomplete
My dad was the same
And impossible rouge
Handsome and smart
Such a loving soul
But like all men
He had secrets
From the past
Those made him drink
His troubles away
Despite all that
We loved him still
So did my mother
What a wonderful soul
I thought it was very touching the way you remembered your mother like that, the only criticism (and I have no right to say) is that it seemed strange to introduce your father when the subject was more centered on your mom, I found it took away from some of the resonance of matriarchal love into a patriarchal cynicism, I noticed you connected that to you mom. Either way its a fitting tribute to both your parents.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know I just had to include my dad...hmmm might keep them both here but seperate the poems...its how I've always seen them...together hmmm