Thick clouds cover the fine skies
As rains start to fall gently on me.
I feel your love in every drop
Tickling my senses to delight,
Blending shimmer with a smile so bright.
crappy doodles and sloppy notes
It’s been a year-
Do you hear me talking to you?
How I have accepted my fate
And surrendered my qualms?
It’s been a quiet year-
Not knowing where to reach you,
Just for a small chat–
To whisper one last time how much I love you.
It’s been a long lonely year-
But less tears breaking my heart
Lesser sleepless nights…
Just because I know you are free now.
It’s been a year now, Dad.
And I can still hear your soft voice,
And feel your gentle hand on my forehead.
Comforted with the thought that you are always watching over me.
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