I saw you as you were,
Not as the person I last viewed -
You were handsome, strong and good,
Movie star looks and a great smile.
The body that died that day
Was small and shrunken...
Withered and skeleton appearing.
Nothing like you were.
You didn't want me around,
You wanted to die alone...
And I granted you, your wish...
Leaving you dying solitarily.
I said I'd see you next
Up there...and you nodded.
You'll be as I remember you,
Full of vigor and strength.
I may not know you right off,
Nor you, me...
But who's to say. what we
will discover,
on that great and glorious day?
Touching, as I just lost my dad to cancer in December. Thank you
That voyage of discovery already seems to have started. Poignant and genuine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, fathers do not seem to want their children to see them pass away, and I can relate to your sentiments here. In simplicity, you managed to bring out this child-parent bond in perfect harmony in this poem, with the last closing line perfect and apropos. The title itself unites the whole poem - with a deep meaning.10+++++