As I quietly stare at your grave,
I wish I’d hear your voice again, I walk often,down memory lane.
Nothing remains but silence and calm,
I’m happy that you have peace to your gain, but your absence feels like gloomy rain.
It took death to understand who you were,
I live with hope to meet you again, soon in the absence of the highly insane.
Life will never be the same without you,
How much I wish to turn back time, misunderstanding you feels like a crime.
The old songs all remind me of you,
Those happier days when we shared laughter and lightness, and I enjoyed your nearness.
It’s not that on other days I remember you less,
Every nook and corner of your home whispers your name, sometimes, life feels like a nasty game.
I’m ever thankful for all you did for me,
As I raise my children it’s easier to comprehend, how you coped up to your spouse’s demands.
Many days I revisit past events, fondly remembering you,
The sweet walks and talks we had where it was just you and me, they fill me with utter glee.
When I remember your death, your pain aches me,
Your absence is equally excruciating, the emptiness debilitating.
Wish you could have stayed a little longer,
Your grandkids needed you, you needed them, you were indeed our hidden gem.
Life’s empty and meaningless when love has left,
Yet I carry on for the sake of these kids, doing incessantly all their bids.
I wonder, can you see me, are you watching me?
Are you praying for me, blessing me from where you are? Do you live among the glittery stars?
I’d like to believe you are discreetly with me,
And many days that has been my source of strength and honestly why my earthly presence has length.
They tried to filch all you had left behind,
But I couldn’t let your hard efforts be wasted, so I warred till the adversaries hasted.
As I fought, you were on my thoughts,
God gave us the victory, we rejoiced, the conqueror’s flag did we hoist.
Did you see from heaven, daddy? Did you?
The victory God had given us. He is faithful. His mercies upon us are delightful.
You, your mom, dad and sister all lie close and still in the calm,
But I feel you all are around, somewhere distant, but definitely existant
My eyes long to see and ears to hear all of you,
How precious were the days of old! More precious than gold.
Miss you daddy, but days run soon,
Someday I’ll join you in your sleep and calm and then maybe we will walk again palm in palm.
Till then fond, affectionate memories of you my darling daddy,
Will keep me going till the sun sets in my horizon, and transforms the present season.
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