Dear my son, to whom could I share
The depth of the emptiness that surrounds us
Who told Time can heal all wounds
There instead are wounds
Which only increase day by day
We have only one question to the master
Why? Why and Why?
We are ready very much ready
For the journey the very last journey
With hope that we shall meet you
As each day passes by we are happy
We feel we are one day closer to you
PS - This is my humble attempt on a poem. I read a post of a father who has lost his only son. The intention was just to imagine and express his feelings. The bond between them touched me deeply.
God's ways are indeed unfathomable. May you find solace within yourself and from your memories and the hope that you shall meet again.
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ReplyDeleteSuch a touching poem, Devangana...
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