My Father

He was
No I can't say 'he was'
He is
In my heart
He is
In the core of my heart
He is
In the heart of my love
Still
He is
My love
His gentleness
I can never forget
Valentine is at the door
And still
I can not love
Anyone more
His death
Was a birth for him
And for myself
A death
To happiness
Seven years have passed
And men are his shadow!

by Eman Elbadawi

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Comments (5)

u r lucky u had this kind of father...good poem
Eman, I just love your poems. Your feelinhs are evidently so true and honest Yours Amany
This is a wonderful tribute to your father and a testimonial to your great love for him.
This poem, simple as it seems, says so much more than its few words and short lines. It is the essence of love and a wonderful tribute to your father. Raynette
Eman, this poem deserved more than a 6. It has unique string of words to describe your dad. I just lost my dad on May 14th of this year, so I could feel the pain in the lines which matched the pain in my heart as well. Keep strong, friend...and take care.