Little child where are you?
Today, I'm broken in two; a part wanting
to remain a child and time holds her hand
leading her toward the future
Child, I need your carefree mind to help
the aged-one get through each day
I'm so happy our paths did cross to
tell me where to find myself again
Oh mama hear my cry; are you still there?
Somehow I know you're somewhere
I'm old and needs a peace of mind
to sooth and take away my pain
I can't wait much longer, this old body is shrinking
I can't wait much longer, I can't wait much longer
I used to spend day after day cursing time, but now
all past days are the currency I saved during my life
I spent some, saved some, and shared with others
I am ready to leave this world behind.
My old hands can hardly write
My voice is still as I fade away
Oh Mama, I'll soon be there to lie
Safely within your arm again.
June 1,2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh My Gosh Almedia- what a beautiful, thought provoking poem. I was in tears by the time I finished reading your beautiful words. You are a truly talented and thoughtful woman.