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(a follow-up) Those days, I could still recall clearly When, I did not feel warm hands That would catch me if I ever fell When I took my first steps as a baby... When I had no one to take me to school on my first day Had to cope with fear through my own childly ways, I did many other firsts in my life, On my own, Without the warmth and caring presence of My father.... Somehow, a notion came about... And I reflected long on it... This is an Epiphany in my late summer years... Those days I was without him physically, Were the moments I strongly felt his presence... He would be--- In front of me Beside me Behind me, All those times, taking care of me The only way he could: By invisibly watching over me... While my mother was at work, While I was playing, While in school, While growing up as a teenager... When my safety was jeopardized, He was very much with me... In my dreams, he would comfort me... Talk to me, assuage my fears... Even wanted to take me with him, To save me... And yet, he didn't.... He was selfless in his most unseen But felt ways... During the darkest, scariest, Loneliest, and most difficult moments, I just had to imagine his face, Then things would turn out okay For I felt his presence then... Today, as I reflect on how I got to this age, How I lived my life without him, I have realized, those long-running hours, Were not lost days at all... I now have found my days with my father, For, he is  my guardian angel, He had been, he was, he is, He will constantly be with me... All my days, Here on earth and beyond... All my days... Sally Copyright 2014 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
"FOUND" DAYS WITH MY FATHER
(a follow-up) Those days, I could still recall clearly When, I did not feel warm hands That would catch me if I ever fell When I took my first steps as a baby... When I had no one to take me to school on my first day Had to cope with fear through my own childly ways, I did many other firsts in my life, On my own, Without the warmth and caring presence of My father.... Somehow, a notion came about... And I reflected long on it... This is an Epiphany in my late summer years... Those days I was without him physically, Were the moments I strongly felt his presence... He would be--- In front of me Beside me Behind me, All those times, taking care of me The only way he could: By invisibly watching over me... While my mother was at work, While I was playing, While in school, While growing up as a teenager... When my safety was jeopardized, He was very much with me... In my dreams, he would comfort me... Talk to me, assuage my fears... Even wanted to take me with him, To save me... And yet, he didn't.... He was selfless in his most unseen But felt ways... During the darkest, scariest, Loneliest, and most difficult moments, I just had to imagine his face, Then things would turn out okay For I felt his presence then... Today, as I reflect on how I got to this age, How I lived my life without him, I have realized, those long-running hours, Were not lost days at all... I now have found my days with my father, For, he is  my guardian angel, He had been, he was, he is, He will constantly be with me... All my days, Here on earth and beyond... All my days... Sally Copyright 2014 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Thank you, John Stevens! From your comments, this poem was born.
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
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