Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Poem: A Eulogy

I knew you but a little
I knew you more through him
His softened heart
His belligerent faith
His every little whim

I loved you yet
I loved you more for him
His simple ways
His stubborn face
His ambitions and his dreams

I owe you much
I'm indebted to you for him
His virtue and
His loving hand
His candor when things are grim

If I had more time
I’d spend it on
Just loving you for you
I’d be your friend
Not just a relative
I’d learn so much from you

I would sing you songs
And read you tales
The kind you liked to read
Of dragon wars
And Harry’s trials
Of the yeomen’s love for mead

Time’s not on my side
And I’ll regret
All the things I never did
I gave you nothing yet
You’ve given me him
Knowing, makes it hard to breathe

He cried such tears
That would melt the cold
In any selfish heart
For the son he is
And the kind of man
I should’ve thanked you from the start

(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)

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