I know you have shortcomings to us
We had no bondings when I was a kid
You haven’t talked to much for your advices
I had little time to see when you go home
I remember my teacher in kinder asked my father’s name
I was confused because I don’t know what to answer
I didn’t see you on my graduations
You never hug me to express your love
You didn’t encourage me when I was sad
Even I had the honors in school, I never heard 'I proud of you, son'
You never bought me new shoes and new toys
You didn’t stay whenever I share my frustrations
But you got sick of cancer of your last days
That was the time we open our words together
I was so happy that I feel the love of a father for only a few months
Then one morning, while on breakfast, your breathing suddenly stops.
I miss you
I am longing to Father me, my Father.
Moving poem. I was reading till the last line. You have described that feeling of affection in very few but perfect sentiment. Wonderfully crafted and penned :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many or some of us experienced the same.. Somehow I missed my father.. You said it well It moved me...