This is dedicated to My Mom

 

Wong Yuen Mei

(1921~1985)

 

A Son on Trip (Mother’s Love)

 

With a needle and thread in her hands,

A mother carefully started mending her son’s pants.

Hurrying while worrying it might delay his trip - his concern,

She was also praying for her son’s early return.

How could that little heart, short as grass,

Repay that mother’s love, great as sunshine that’ll last.

 

Victor Sung

January 13, 2004

 

 

The Original Chinese Poem