This is my mother. She passed away on 6 Feb 2016, almost 2 years ago. I wrote this poem on Feb 2016, a month after she gone. At that time, maybe I really realized that she was really not here anymore. Or maybe at that I must admit and realized that she was already died.
And I do really meant it.
If I could pull back
It is named TIME
For a second
To see your face again
For a single word
To hear your voice again
For a touch only
To feel your presence.
