The First Chapter In My Live Poem by shirani ibrahim

It was in the early spring when flowers did bloom,
I was held with strong loving arms in that special room.
He cuddled me with love straight from his heart,
Not knowing that the time will come, rather soon to depart.
Whispering my name, he had many a dreams for me.
So I took my childhood for granted, with not a worry.
Nothing held me back as I spoke my mind freely.
Did many things I wanted, holding the hands of my daddy.
Laughter and joy, we had it with innocence all the way.
Swinging our cares to the full, with each dawning day.
Then came the day when I was just fourteen and nine days.
He had no time for any goodbyes, as he gently slipped away.
Today, Fifty years later in the Winter of my life I still do recall,
That Friday,24th morn, the rains, the shock, the many tears that did fall.