What a beautiful rainbow!
It feels so good to be sure:
My dad saw this before;
Something I know he laid his eyes on,
Finally, something in common.
It feels so good to be sure:
My dad saw this before;
Something I know he laid his eyes on,
Finally, something in common.
How harmonic the birds sound!
They whistle like when he used to be around:
I now feel like he once did
When he heard the birds sing.
A memory I make up
For I have never had one.
Now I can say,
“We heard the same song.”
Only few years apart,
but why would I care about the time?
My mothers’ hands felt so soft tonight;
Something I know he once gently touched.
I am sorry to say
They have wrinkles now.
It’s been so long,
he’s been away:
somethings changed, others did not.
And when it rains,
And the soil’s scent spreads,
I smell what he once smelled.
Another thing we share,
One more memory to add.
And then I call my name:
Once or twice;
Like I am sure he once did
When I was a child.
Although it is my voice,
letters stay the same.
I once was ‘memoriless’
But I refuse to stay like this
No one can deny or object.
Rest in your grave
Until one day we join
Thought it may take long
Eventually we will meet:
And see colors together,
And hear songs of swallows,
And hold my mother’s hands- you take
Her right one, I take Her left- and
Stand in opposite direction: you smell the flower
And tickle my nose when I ask you to let me smell it;
And you will call my name,
And I .. I will, for the first time,
Call you dad
And we will have forever
To meet for the first time and make real memories.
crossthets 