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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Came 23rd morn May 1963</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">CAME..23rd MORN May 1963<br>Daddy the 'First Only True Love' In a Childs Life <br>The saddest, is a heart that has seen a knife<br>A dad's death a pain, unexplainable and a strife<br>Our hair neatly combed and to perfection<br>Our uniforms neat, mum did not fail satisfation<br>Holding daddy's hands to school we went<br>After two rainy days at home, which we happily spent.<br>We were surely not afraid to innocently say<br>Daddy dear didn't send us 'yesterday'<br>He said the rains will make us very ill<br>Our classmates smiled strangely and stood still.<br>But our teachers clearly tried to tell us so, <br>Daddy will not forever be at your door.<br>As kids 'YOU' wll fail to understand, <br>Time can be so cruel with the clocks hand.<br>Laughing and singng so merrily<br>It was a lovely drive home so joyfully<br>Kreme Crackers, cheese and tea with dad<br>Away we went for tap dancing and with dad<br>It was the day before my cuz 'tita's wedding<br>Dropped in an hour to see what we should bring<br>Dad went to a meeting and dinner with friends<br>But things changed as fate had plans to see it end<br>It was half past eight when the door bell rang<br>My aunt stood with our family doctor in hand<br>My mum was worried when the doctor kindly said<br>'Ibrahims' got a chest pain and is in hospital bed.<br>She stood there frozen in deep silent pain<br>Tears streaming down her personality maimed<br>Instantly she left, shattered, home i stayed<br>My aunts, brother, dads friend, went and we prayed<br>Pacing the floor, no control, so impatiently, <br>Hugging each other wondering desperately? <br>A wrist watch, dad gave me a couple of hours ago, <br>With pink roses, a fragracne so sweet, i loved it so.<br>Anxiously awaiting for good news, in tears<br>Feelings of heart beat with uncertainity, deadly fears<br>Our first man we loved and he loved us so<br>A wonderful dad the best he did for us, just four<br>Fatherless kids, so seldom we have heard<br>Staring painfully at each other with unspoken words<br>So young in our years we need him so near<br>And a mum too young surely dad should be here<br>But Alas, the angels did come so suddenly! <br>And took him away gently and tenderly.<br>Our first love of our lives, our shining star<br>Now gone away to heaven, away and so far<br>A dad is always in a crowd somewhere, <br>Watching his kids he loves no matter where.<br>Enjoying the ice cream cone from Piccadilly, <br>Riding the bikes along Galle Road carefully<br>A dad no more, never, no longer we see<br>Sadly no more never ever with us be<br>A dad who will not, can no longer do call, <br>Fly kites at our fancies whenever we call.<br>A daddy, whom no one, can no longer greet.<br>When other daddies, teachers, friends do meet.<br>A daddy we always wished to proudly speak.<br>Through tears that somehow will forcibly leak.<br>Years whizzed by and at the end of life's play, <br>The feelings same the terrible loss did not decay.<br>As the handsome ebony haired daddy of 'mine<br>With his silver tongue and magical words so fine<br>Decades went by the angels came and mum was gone, <br>Before the rise of one dark gloomy August morn.<br>Tragedy struck my younger brother an accdent, he was slain.<br>Then my elder brother's voice stilled our hearts in silent pain.<br>My sister and i stand together all alone.<br>With thoughts wondering who will walk alone? <br>The world a stage that we had our part to play, <br>Graacefully we bow out when we finish our stay.<br>Memories that wont set me free<br>dreams that keep on bothering me<br>Chains of yester year thats firmly tied on to me<br>Keeps replaying of that wonderful Memory </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Create Date: Saturday, April 17,2010 </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br> <br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br> <br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> -</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Shirani+Ibrahim">Shirani Ibrahim</a><div class=q>
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Daddy the 'First Only True Love' In a Childs Life 
The saddest, is a heart that has seen a knife
A dad's death a pain, unexplainable and a strife
Our hair neatly combed and to perfection
Our uniforms neat, mum did not fail..."></div>
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