dedicated to my mother

How fast did my mom go 1 year, how many things have happened and are happening mom, do you laugh at them? Are you bored? Don’t you tell me a little bit about what happens where you live? Do those who are no longer meeting each other laugh at the vanities of wrangling, or do they repent of the sins they have left on earth and would like to get rid of?
When you leave, my world collapses, home is not the same. There is no day when I get out of the house, I turn my head there, to the hallway where you tell me: good-bye and kiss me hand in hand and every day I am there, blessing my day. You’re there mom, you’re everywhere, every day … and I still miss you, I miss you so much …