A Year That Was
The year began with my dad's fall
Being bedridden and passing away
Followed by his death anniversary today
Seeing my aged mother suffering
From pangs of loneliness
Choking in pain and declining health
Properties forsaken to next patriarch
Daughters divested of paternal love
Torn, tattered, teary without fatherly head
In retrospect wisdom of seasons fails in truthful reality
Knowledge or ignorance one is never really prepared for death
The grand patriarchs demise made us all live in a life of loneliness
There were sparklers of joy in my dark clouds with dad's miracles
My daughters found stronger footholds in life and profession
I came upon poetry soup and found a ray of hope to colour my passion
December 27, 2015
Contest: My Abiding Memory
Sponsor: Viv Wigley
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015
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