My Son, it is exactly six months today when you left me, you left for the journey I have never been to. You left me with deep scar and I can only lick my wounds everyday by shedding deep sob for your demise. No days ever passed without me pondering over you, and mostly I pause to ponder where and what you are doing at that point in time. I missed you so much, if only tears and grieve can bring you back, I have shed more than enough. Your demise left me so much pain, that even when I took great pain to write this, I am still shedding tears. Adieu my son. I really, really missed you.
A careful look at occurrences in life, since most times we may be in a hurry to pause and ponder over them.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Six months today, I still feel the pain
My Son, it is exactly six months today when you left me, you left for the journey I have never been to. You left me with deep scar and I can only lick my wounds everyday by shedding deep sob for your demise. No days ever passed without me pondering over you, and mostly I pause to ponder where and what you are doing at that point in time. I missed you so much, if only tears and grieve can bring you back, I have shed more than enough. Your demise left me so much pain, that even when I took great pain to write this, I am still shedding tears. Adieu my son. I really, really missed you.
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May he Rest in Peace
Thanks chxta. I appreciates.
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