I wrote this poem in 2005 and I will let the words speak for me this week. Let me know your thoughts, here goes:
Nine years now, story’s old
Still I remember like yesterday, how it was told
I now realize you’re no ordinary woman
‘Cause I imagined it was a moment, superhuman
He called for you, as if he knew
He asked for tea, it was your cue
You watched him sip the brew
then, you knew
Eyes met, as if for the first time
An unspoken “I love you” diffused through his gaze
You held his hand, though felt like winter days
Unheard bells begin to chime
as his smile grew fade
and his eyes, like sunset
glimmer amazing colours under the shade
of blinking eyelids, going down yet
He didn’t want you to witness the last hurrah together
So, laying on what may have felt to him like a floating feather
he sent you back for more
This time, the moment, encore
A gasp of fate
just as you came back, too late
I imagined he clung to the image of you as long as he could
then slowly sketched you in his mind, as he should,
the children in glee
then the baby, me
I believe that was the last picture he framed
when he seized the moment, famed
The moment that seized, sad,
Dad
Here’s to a timeless WordsofNelle. You may contact me at: [email protected]
