Memories Of My Father - Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY
MEMORIES OF MY FATHER
Memories of my loving Father
Flows like a humming river
Specially when I'm in slumber
that I hear his tender laughter
and talking even in slumber.
My father talked and laughed
Even he was a sleeping stuff
Talking as if teaching his class
Uttering words like 'at last
you answered me now fast'
On his table, papers a lot
swarming like flying rats
As he check them overnight
with diligence always on sight
while smoking with all delight.
When I try to help with all desire
To check his students test papers
He looked at me with a smile
then gave me a book to ponder
'read this that you can go a mile'.
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