NOTE: dit gedicht heb ik gemaakt voor een goede vriendin van me; haar moeder is momenteel zwaar ziek en wordt stilletjes aan een engel. ze vroeg me om een gedicht in haar naam te maken voor haar moeder.



Mom,

When we were told about limited time,
our world crashed around us.

Together we were angry,
together we cried.

That one word was locked away,
so we could enjoy our remaining time.

With shared laughter
we picked up the pieces.
With the love for each other
we glued our world back
into one piece.

But now the word is
too strong to be ignored.

Every look holds the question,
every touch could be the last.

That’s why, while I still can.
I’m gonna hug you and say:

Thank you mom, you taught me so much
and helped me become who I am today.
I’m really proud to be your daughter.

Love always Martha.