Oh Mother Of Pearl!

Trees and dry land are covered in white, 

Beauty and cold are quite. 

The wind hardly greets-

When winter meets. 

3rd December is here-

I wonder if you can hear? 

Your sleeping under the snow- 

Silently and peaceful I know.

Miraculously, left the words to heel-

As your kindness, gradually I feel. 

Warmth and caring shared the bond,

Your love never fills the pond. 

Oh, mother of pearl! I waited too long,

For once, I want to hear your song.

The lullaby you sang hasn't lost its direction, 

But the bouquet of flower lost its scent. 

My misery is endless,

I visit tho' I'm hopeless. 

Am I unconcern to you?

As you left without an adieu.