Did she want to see me,
just before she died?
Alone in silence could not see,
her 'maker' to her maybe lied.
Was there anything to say,
before she closed her eyes?
We won't know now, no way,
I couldn't hear her sobs 'n' cries.
A night that will always,
grow darker as time pass.
Towards the ceiling her gaze,
perhaps had questions - alas....
Maybe some drops of tear,
could have filled her eyes.
Fear of the unknown, a great fear,
that her only son is now not near.
Prasenjit©1997-2012
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