Panagiota Romios Poet Quatrain

My Father Was Buried

Today is the day, years ago, my Father was buried.

Nothing seemed right in the world any longer!

I cried, prayed and wished, I were stronger.

With grief, I saw his casket carried.

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No, no, I so wanted to shout!

Do not put him into the dark, deep ground.

Where Lord knows what crawls around!

I said not a word, but closed my mouth.               
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I wanted to open the casket and take him out.

He was the best Father, that could ever be.

He taught me honesty that set me free.

But sadly the truth no longer counts!
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So on this day, Dad, it is no time for poetry.

I need family and a few true friends.

But I shan’t see them till my life ends.

And I shall be magically accepted, again, amicacblly!


Till then, Daddy…
Panagiota 

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Linda Alice Fowler September 8, 2022 at 7:32 AM A lovely tribute to your father Pangie. I have fond memories of my father as I read this. Thank you for sharing my friend. Linda Panagiota Romios August 30, 2023 at 2:15 PM I keep missing your comments. Gee. This was o over a year ago All my fault. Yes, we chersish our Dads Panagiota xx

Michael Tor September 5, 2022 at 1:58 AM My tears flowed as I read this wonderful heartfelt piece of your father and those that mean so much to you that you miss, that were so special in your life, that made your life worth living. I feel the same way Pangie when I think of my mom Anais and my father Rene, I miss them Dearly and someday again like you write we will embrace once again. Family is everything and a better love is only from God. This one is a favorite for me, and now to get some tissue and dry my tears. God bless you Pangie Panagiota Romios September 5, 2022 at 2:35 AM Michael~ I haven’t been online due to heat, worrying they will shut off the AC., so please accept my late response to your reply…not …..everyone has great parents I can tell Anais( a beautiful name) and Rene loved you, why? You share with immense openness. Almost like being hugged. You are very “present” in this comment. Moreover you share fully which I deeply appreciate. And so do some other poets. What a heart you have, Michael! I am so honored you Faved .this. Dry your tears,as I know my Dad is so Touched by you…. Thank you,,,,Pangie xxxxx I want to do cartwheels!)) Once Mom died too, I feel like an orphan in the unverse…Other people like you, are like my Dad. He was open with his feelings. He cried about his parents he lost his ont siniks to the Span fu. A loving mad, fr was. Love be yours, Pangie

Gershon Wolf September 3, 2022 at 8:29 PM Beautiful tribute to your Father, P. He's beaming from Heaven. :) gw Panagiota Romios September 3, 2022 at 9:48 PM Thank you GW Pangie xx

Elena Eagle August 31, 2022 at 3:23 PM A powerful poem about the love for your Dad. Very well done. Panagiota Romios August 31, 2022 at 4:24 PM I have written more than one about him, Hope he can see it in some way. He was big on manners -and not being mouthy or fresh to others..in business that really made him a success. He never held back on being fun and affectionate. With mo college degree, je was an immense success in business. Pangie xx

I Am Anaya August 31, 2022 at 12:27 PM Lovely tribute to your father, Panagiota, he is in a better place. You have many true friend's here! Hugs Panagiota Romios September 3, 2022 at 9:53 PM And those out to destroy me, too. It’s very sad. Dad would never believe the world is ugly like now. But he predicted it would be, I did not believe him. He was right on cue. Pangie xx

Robert L. Hinshaw August 30, 2022 at 1:28 PM A great tribute to your Dad, Pangie. Your love for him comes thru and I'm sure he was proud of your many accomplishments. BoB H Panagiota Romios August 30, 2022 at 5:15 PM Wonderful to hear from you, Robert! You have been on my mind! I think he was proud of me. Giving him a granddaughter was the best. They were inseparable ))) Hugs, Pangie soupmail…**********=

Darlene De Beaulieu August 30, 2022 at 10:54 AM Hello Panagiota, i can see by your poem, that you were very close to your father. So for you this memory is what you remember, good rimes and sad. Hugs. xxx Darlene De Beaulieu September 2, 2022 at 12:08 PM Hello Panagiota, yes he does sound like a very good father. Hugs. xxx Panagiota Romios August 30, 2022 at 5:18 PM He was so fun. And they loved all my little girlfriends. They treated them like little princesses. No kidding, Hugs xxx Darlene De Beaulieu August 30, 2022 at 12:21 PM Hello Panagiota, you were lucky to have a good father. A father to have fun with. I feel your love for him. Tjhankyou for theis lovely comment. Hugs xxx Darlene Panagiota Romios August 30, 2022 at 11:58 AM Welll said Darlene! My Dad was proud of all I did. He was a most generous and fun Father, as well. It was awful to see that casket being swallowed by the earth! You and Tom….like my Mom and Dad..,even though I am older tam each of you. I feel your care. Never once mean or vicious, either of you. What a gift! Both of you are top class, as my parents were Thank you and Tom.xxx Panagiota

Tom Cunningham August 30, 2022 at 10:51 AM A lovely tribute to your father Pangie, the world is never the same when they're gone from us, the only consolation is they have gone to a better place. Tom Panagiota Romios August 30, 2022 at 11:47 AM Tom, righto you are. They teach us strength give us backbone and of course, that element of love, which is unconditional! They are our connection to familial history…Eddie is named after my father.)). Thank you…Pangie see comments to Darlene, you are included in them!