Mother, since you left this world <br /> my life has not been the same <br /> like a dying rose <br /> that has not felt sun nor rain <br /> My heart longs for healing <br /> for sadness seems to be winning <br /> Like a dying rose <br /> happiness has become a stranger <br /> to my soul <br /> Like a dying rose <br /> I await to see <br /> what the future holds <br /> Mother, whether I survive or not <br /> I will always love you a lot <br /> Life is precious like a rose <br /> facing life tomorrow <br /> will be difficult I suppose <br /> Mother, could my life be <br /> like a dying rose?<br /><br />Gerardo L. Angulo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dying-rose/
