Late into the night & the wee small hours
We’d raise our glasses and toast to life
While heaven and earth evoked their powers
We’d deliberate o’er all trouble and strife
Two minds never were so at one & in tune
And we savoured each moment we shared
While your words gave me comfort
Your smile gave me hope
The stars and the moon knew we cared
Dearest friend & dear father I thank you for this
With your wisdom I sing with my heart
You have taught me to love
And to live and let live
Accepting that someday we’d part
Regrets are out weighed by the moments we shared
Now a cluster of memories in time
Bless the ‘wee small hours’ that I spent with you
Bless those hours of yours and mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Those wee small hours have been woven into the tapestry of your memory forever. Your father is there in that place where clocks have no power.10/10 Warmest regards, Sandra