You passed away before I knew you .
I thought you would be my best friend .
Now, half century later, no one replaced you.
Sometimes, I pray to regain you.
At times, I feel like unveiling your grave
and asking you again and again why you
left me alone like a silent sparrow!
I hear your silent sounds
when I’m sound sleep.
I hear your soft steps coming closer to me, and
you reach out your slender healing hand to
touch my uncomfortable soul
and make a miracle of calmness in me.
When I miss steps in my life, I feel you are
struggling to guide me with your weak: legs.
When the haunting night spirits are dancing around me,
I see your stem looks to calm them down
and give me a lasting serenity
Father, I treasure your memory.