What’s there to whine about
Words scuffle here as I read it out
the laconic man..my icon dad
Right on time, the ever early bird
The loving authority never strict
His silent tremors subtly fit
He never celebrated us
Nor did he once belittle us
Every step of the way he was there
So distant in time and now very distant here
Little did we realise now how fragile we are
Our firewall man was the quiet protector
He took with him the string
We never knew that was existing
T’was him all the way !!
Until this day!!
Dad, someday I shall come to see you
Till then I swear to keep safe with me
The inner strength you’ve instilled
your wise ways for the path ahead
You shall remain my inner voice until last
If we meet someday I’ll tell you
How I feared of this journey ahead
Without you here but fueled with your vision
I could steer clear…matter of time !!Pa!
For this pink faced, ego free,soft spoken man’s reverie
My heart beats only to extend his legacy
..cos I am the apple of his eyes!!
My tears would only flood you eyes
So I cease to cry
Until my breath is warm and in sense
so shall remain your reminiscences deep within me!!
You are the pride we carry high !!!