The Mom Whom I Miss Her Poem by Kinsley Lee

Yun-Mi, Lee

Fifteen years has passed since my mom passed away
The thought of her make me something in my throat
The mother's vacancy which is left me dimly faintly
Whenever I recollect her I always have something in my throat
When she was hurt and felt pains
I kept myself to be so cool daughter,
And why I turned my face away and blinded eyes?
When she was living, I didn't warmly embrace her
And didn't say a word that I loved her.
And now, infinitely I miss the poor my mother.
I recall my mother whom I miss her,
And today, also silently I call my mother.