<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542751" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Letter To My Son</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just go, my son<br>It's really been your time to go<br>For a new life with your sweetheart<br>Need not worrying this oldie mom of yours<br>Indeed I've known long that this day would come</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your sickly mother<br>Is now all by herself<br>In our house<br>Spending in the room<br>That used to be yours</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As time goes by<br>I put our pictures from long ago<br>So I would not feel loneliness<br>The sephia photos<br>Of which color has faded</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's really hard to imagine, dear<br>In this house there was laughter<br>Also tears and weeping every day<br>I just realized they have gone long<br>Even before you went away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everything now has gone<br>Seems like they have been eaten by time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's sad, son<br>To face the mirror and find out<br>I've been so old, wrinkled<br>With the hair that starts whitening itself<br>As if me, too, is eaten by time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My son, <br>This life means nothing more to me<br>Now that you've found your life<br>Your future and your happiness<br>I think I'm ready to go home<br>Now that there's nothing left to worry<br>Just need you to live your life<br>Goodbye, my son<br>I'll love you forever</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clara+Odelia+Ciutara">Clara Odelia Ciutara</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=542751" data-title="A Letter To My Son de Clara Odelia Ciutara" data-description="Just go, my son It's really been your time to go For a new life with your sweetheart Need not worrying this oldie mom of yours Indeed I've known long that this day would come Your sickly mother Is now all by herself In our house Spending in the r..."></div> </div> </div>

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