Friday, January 26, 2018

I heard a sweet sound 
it was my old mothers’ voice,
a glimmer of happiness shone
but alas it was a dream.

As a tender melody played 
I remembered my childhood days,
I felt my mother’s kiss 
But it was just a dream.

She embraced me with much longing
As she wiped my wet eyes, 
But my tears would not stop
Ah why was it just a dream.

Poem written by S. Shahaziz
Translated from Armenian By 
Armineh Amirian Zohrabian

January 26, 2018