How?

How will I forget you?
How far have I gone?
That I can't see my back
I'm not such a blind driver,
That drives without looking at his mirrow...
On a narrow road,
Thinking to arrive safely...

Do you think that I forget you,
Your face,
Walking
And thoughts in class....

If I forget everything,
Methinks these would not be forgotten....

Don't you think I'm that a child?
That remembers his mother's caring
in the day and night...
Hes efforts in disciplining him,
Her responses to his cries

open your ears and hear me!
I still see you in my hearts
With both good and bad image
We don't talk but you are in my mind

Know that the tree you watered
Is spreading its roots,
Products,
And shades in the world...

I'm still grateful

By Muhammad Auwal Ibrahim