I didn’t want to say goodbye
I would gladly have spent more sleepless nights at your bedside;
I know, quite selfish of me to hold on so,
But you were my best friend.
I wanted more time with you
I wanted you to tell me more of how life was when you were young.
With you I was able to live through decades I had never seen,
I could listen to you and imagine life simpler, maybe
without as much chaos and stress as I sometimes feel.
You were my connection to family members I never knew,
those family relationships of which death had robbed me;
When you recounted exchanges with your dad and your mother,
and when you remembered times with your older sisters and brothers;
suddenly those old gray-scale photographs were full of color
and I could see smiles in expressionless faces.
But, no more now; I must content myself
with my own memories that are beginning to fade;
you are yet alive there.
And now I feel such a need
to somehow immortalize you in my words;
foolish me,
I know you’ve already done that by your love to so many;
Yet, how will my little offspring know what a wonderful person you were,
I must no longer keep the wonderful relationship we had to myself,
I must share the warmth, joy and love knowing you has brought to me,
I love you, my dear departed Dad, you are still the flickering light glowing within my soul.
-Donald R. Sansbury, 2013
I seen this under “Postaday” and thought, “don’t go there”, but I had to come and see. I’m glad I did. It didn’t bring me to tears as I was afraid that it would if I read it. It did bring me extra warmth in my heart for the love you two must have shared. That is special and I’m glad you posted this.
Thank you for your kind words. My Dad and I had the best of relationships. The love between us was truly unconditional in both directions. Thanks for sharing. Happy blogging…
You’re welcome.