A mansion with exquisite amenities, no one to enjoy but only me,
A garden with a diversifying blossoms , no one to appreciate but only me,
Once the mansion was bustling with the crowd of children, now echos with the silence,
The voice once irritated me , are my thirst now,
I wish for bird's chirping,
I wait for spring to come again and greenery to spread around,
The lonely me wish for more and more,
To enlighten my mansion,
My children grew up to be adult, but I miss their dependency on me.
The melancholy spread within sinks me to the emptiness of life.
Loneliness has become my shadow,
Waiting for the sunrise......