The day of my mother death

In aday she was alive..in the next day she was gone...i could never forget...i never knew why every thing is leaving us alwayes far away and we stay loenly ..mesrable for ever...all we got is just some memory that has no meaning any more. in every sun shining and singing birds i remember evry thing about her...her meserable smile ..her long black hair ..her pains her tears and saddness...hee every thing just ends ...that owrite now the happieness were never the end and the fact ..just the saddness and the pain and suffering and the tears is what things ends alwayes and the only truth in this life. but the big love that i have for you mother had not gone with the day you left...the hard wind that it blew at the end of winter from begining of year 2004 still so cold and chacking me from deep inside by memory that become today apast rest in peace in the forgeting time.