SNOW GLOBE MEMORIES
Gift of dazzling crystal sphere
on my fifth birthday from Dad
reached me seven heavens.
What a wonderful feeling
to shake or stir it to watch
a magical mysterious dreamland
whirling swirling dancing delight
inside the globe.
Dad has passed away ~
I'm passing through last phase,
yet snow globe has captured
golden memories of Dad ~
My Idol Philosopher and Guide
Peerless treasures
preserved
as snowglobe memories.
On shaking or stirring,
Crystal Globe
turns vibrant dynamic
to reminisce
my closeness with Dad
in joy and pain simultaneous.
Shiny snow drops glitter, glisten~
I listen from silent chore of heart
as if Dad is murmuring.
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