Thursday, October 6, 2011

8 years had passed ................



While the flowers were blooming
and the grass still green
you left us, your family
to a place unseen ...

You were getting on in years
those greying hairs not measured  
a man of truth and wisdom
your words, a holy book we treasured ...

Your friends were your granchildren 
you used to watch them play
and those darlings were there to grieve
the day you went away ...

I watched you as your sleep deepened
you were at peace's end
I hoped you would greet me
you never got up again ...

Now my dad, my precious gem is gone
and as we gathered by your side
I saw the looks of sorrow
and a tear in every eye.



Dad, missing you  lots ...................







"Walk on a trail of loving kindness
Walk on a path of compassion
And all else around you will be beautiful."
Every Blessing

15 comments:

Alice Law said...

Such beautiful poem for your late dad... He sure proud of you!

Anonymous said...

Such a touching poem in memory of one so much loved. May he rest in peace.

wenn said...

:( i still missed my dad too..

Caroline said...

may ur dad rest in peace, :):)

Reanaclaire said...

I am sure he knows you love him dearly...

Medie007 said...

you knw where he is... :)

mNhL said...

Such a lovely poem for your late dad. At times, i will dream of my deceased grandma. I miss her lots too.

ilene said...

Wow Anthony, you do write beautiful poem!

Like Steve Jobs said "death is a destination we can't avoid". Life isn't fair but it's still good.

Take care!

Deicidal said...

In remembrance, you will only grow stronger, go farther, sing louder, love deeper.. :)

House of Ophelia, Kamtun said...

Dear Anthony you have such a way with words that protray such deep piognant feeling coming from deep inside you. When a beloved parent dies, no matter how long ago, the sadness really never goes away; it stays deep in the background and Nothing can ever be substituted for one's filial love for one's parents Nor a parent's pure love for their children. We are parents even though a child has gotten married or when a child leaves the nest till the day we die & most parents would give an arm and a leg to help their child and if they dont eat never mind as long as the child has his fill. May yr beloved dad rest in the peace of the Lord and yr dad is always in yr heart. God bless you my dear friend. You have such a gift for composing such beautiful poetry.

the viennamese said...

*Sniffle*

Dad will be proud!

William said...

I remember commenting on this last year. Another year has passed...

Gratitude said...

Thank you all for your gracious comments here. Have a wonderful week ahead! ^^
+Ant+

shane said...

was just thinking about missing my grandmas..

so it's been 8 years for u..dad will b proud :)

இ Baŋäŋaz இ said...

Great poem always having your Dad a space in your heart.