Mom sits under the candle light lost

Mom sits in candlelight

Sunday, July, 8 2018

By  TT at home in Virginia

"Oh Choetsow my baby!

Oh Choetsow my sweetheart!”

Sits under the candlelight, Cried out your Mom

Yes, I heard the voice from her gloomy eye

Yes, I see the words dancing around her intensely

You are her light and you are her other-self

The whole world knows you are free of guilty

Nevertheless,

Your departure puts your Mom in the dimness  

Your “goodbye” blocked all your Mom’s vision

Yes, something happened to her

And something that frozen your Mom’s beautiful spirit!

Though, exposes to the candlelight

She locked herself in the darkness of absent and powerless

Thought the flame did one’s utmost to cheer up your Mom

Her love of you strikes her with sorrow boiled by the separation

Oh dear! Your sweet, wretched, poor mother!

Gee! The mothers of the world!

Please do let the bird that you hatched with the heart to fly

To piecing the sky that covers the world she loves to explore!