Skip to content

He Lived And I Watched How A Good Man Lived

I Miss You For Mum And The Little Boy
Who Couldn’t Get To Know You Like We Did

The days can never be forgotten

Specially the one when you’d gone away
Who would’ve ever thought?
It was not just any moment but the last day
You were a man of your own principles
A man who held no envy
For all the things that you did
I can’t repay, my hands are empty
You told me to do my best
And today there is no shoulder upon which I could rest
Your passing, who would ever suspect
But know Daddy, I still regret the neglect
When asked, “How are you coping?”
There is no reason to pretend
Life isn’t a smooth journey
But I had to stay strong for all our wounds to mend
You’re not here in person
That’s understood by just a few
But Dada, my hero
Please believe me when I say, “I still love you”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Perennially imperfect

My thoughts on life, things that move me, sometimes real, sometimes made up


The best longform stories on the web

That Doggone Lady

Giving hope since the 1980s


Where words reach out and fly away...

Silent Expressions

Just another weblog


Simple made easy! psychology love feeling emotion thought behaviour success strategy


Asla İdeallerinden Vazgeçme Asla! Never Give Up Your İdeals Never!

%d bloggers like this: