Mom you suffered nine months and rest of the life until you died. <br />I continue and almost fifty eight years now. <br />On my birthday..........greetings and gifts come along from Australia and Sri Lanka. <br />My eldest daughter Tharindu and Son-in-law Kelum write, <br />Wish you a healthy & wealthy life and may your dreams come true! <br />The youngest daughter Thilini and Son-in-law Chinthaka insists <br />We could not ask a better friend than you. <br />Yes of course, my loved ones we are born friends. <br />It's our fault we broke our own peaceful nest and scattered into different parts. <br />But the links are much stronger than earlier in the chain. <br />I drew a World Map in my complicated mind. <br />I brought Australia to Canada and sent her to Australia <br />And my tiny precious island Sri Lanka pushed towards Hawaii <br />And sent Hawaii into the Indian Ocean. <br />But still it's too far to touch. <br />Oh! My beloved wife hugs as usual <br />You are a Sun in my winter Igloo <br />And a full Moon in the mysterious summer hut. <br />I kept a piece of cake for my missing son 'Marco' <br />from my beloved's home made delicious chocolate cake. <br />My grand son Siluna being a taller day by day <br />And I dream he becomes a Captain one day <br />Who steers well in the Ocean of life his seaworthy Vessel.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/have-pity-on-those-who-love-each-other-and-are-separated/
