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A Bird Hurrying Home

A Poem for My Father

Photo by Şahin Sezer Dinçer on Unsplash

Father, when I see a bird hurrying home, I think of you and your steadfast ways. Your feet firm on the ground, your eyes to the sky, watching the flight of the feathered friends passing by.

When I see the rainbow, I think of you and your tender heart. The way you always knew when I was feeling low, and how you’d wrap me up in your arms and never let go.

When I see the distant sun wear sad smiles I think of the pain that you must have felt The struggles you went through, without a complaint But you never let us see you weaken or faint.

That one last time, when I lay your head to final rest, I couldn’t help but ask, why did you leave so soon? Why did you have to go before I could tell you everything, before I could show you all the things I’ve learned since then?

Father, when I see the world, through my eyes I see the pieces of you, everywhere I turn I am grateful for the time we had, even though brief And for the love and guidance, that still gives me relief.

But now I know that your spirit soars, In every bird that takes flight, In every ray of sunshine that breaks through the clouds, And in every moment of love that I share.

Now I understand, Why you withdrew from the world. I used to think you were distant, But now I see the beauty of being alone.

I, at your age, take solace in the thought that you’re at rest, Free from pain and sorrow, in a better place. And when I see a bird hurrying home, I’ll know it’s just a reminder of your love.

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I suggest you slow down and listen to our hearts by Vanita Cyril

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