He diced with death one summer’s day
Left sunshine, with his kids, to play
Transformed himself to cold, blue steel
That dreamy day that seemed surreal
Loud tears were shed and hearts were torn
My mum and sisters wept on lawn
Nostalgically, they did survey
The greenest grass my dad did lay
From time they put him in the ground
I sank in silence, made no sound.
They told me, “There’s no shame, just weep.”
But all my grief I buried deep
To stow it, till we meet some day
Beyond the Moon and Milky Way.
For then and there I’ll shake his hand
And say, “Dear dad, I understand.”
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 26th, 2018 09:55
- Comment from author about the poem: lines written for my dad, RIP
- Category: Family
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Very beautiful words,and the way to paired them together is wonderful.may your dad rest in peace.I think he would be very proud of you
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