Sometimes, my mind wanders to the days when my father was alive. His death two years ago, still haunts my days sometimes.

We have become friends since he died.


Adieu...


Am I your reflection,
My father dear?
Do I echo your lessons,
In things I do, or do I
Cling to sadness or hate?

Am I the one you chose to share
Your wisdom and kindness,
Or just your fear,
Of things unknown and
Prejudiced views of black and white?

Did I succeed where your
Soul suffered, in strength and kindness,
And indecision or rage?
Was the evolution of age
A healing faction, or a lie?


Do I shuffle on the pathway,
Learned from pain,
And caress my sisters
Who grieve for you,
Or smile and say adieu?




Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2006-05-25 at 22:19

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Lalando
A poem, beautiful in its strength and simplicity :)
2006-05-31


F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
i cant imagine what its like really to lose a parent as my family situation has always been not so familial... but i feel the emotions you are putting through here... makes one want to reach out and hug in the hopes of bringing a bit of solace and comfort through the questions... a beautiful poem morpheus... your caring heart shines through as always *hug*

later... xx
2006-05-26



Sad but beautiful, your poem reminds me 'bout my brother..he died 5 years ago and like you we are best of friend...I love your poem..keep it up!!!!
2006-05-26