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Balsam was your skin and fairies were your hands.
Your voice like a soft air is still in my ears.
Your tremendous smooth tenderness flooded the surrounding.
Your bright face illuminates this penumbra.
You are still here.
I still hear your smooth voice and radiant laugh and see your cheery smile.
Your deep sight still alive is sending happiness, joy and love.
You are still here.
My memory is empty but full of your person,
Who illuminates my universe and still rocks me.
Most often the harshness of life and in this penumbra,
I feel a lack of your warm tenderness and need your presence.
You went but you are still here.
I need your advice, your kindness like dew and your hope;
I need such dream that you bore on you for us.
This lets me feel, in a large garden,
Full of flowers which love and tenderness are their perfume
Your heart like a marvelous diamond .
Love tenderness and sacrifice were its verses.
You gave me life and you went but,
I still need you and love you forever.
You are still here Mother.