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Saturday, January 1, 2011

Dear Dad.

I see the tears in your smile
And I hear the sigh in your laughter
As you tell her, you've grown old
That you've grown frail
That you've grown weak
That you don't have the strength anymore.
And this feeling of sadness lingers
As you tell that to your grand child
Who does not even understand
But I hear your whimper that you've
Withheld.

But you muster up the courage to take her in your arms
Without worrying for a bone to break
And I see your tears as you hold on
This feeling has become a stranger
I can see the pain you hide
As you let her down
And turn around.

And there and then a flash of memories
The way you once held me long,
And ran and played and jumped
All lost now, 'cause I grew up,
And then I think back
When was the last time I talked to you
In the silly voice I saved only
for you and her.
When was the last time I kissed you
fleetingly on the cheek
as you ran after me.

When did this happen?
How come you need wheel chairs now,
How come you wake up to medications
And go to sleep to them.
And when did all that black on your head
turn grey?
But they mark more than what anyone knows
They mark all of my past
I spent running miles with you
When those legs were able, and hands were strong
And when you ran after me when I ran away.

But I continue running now
And deny every effort
You make to stop me
How come I grew stronger
As you grew frailer.
How come I get annoyed every now and then
How come I forget?
Everything.

I'm that same child you know,
I just run ahead of you sometimes
So much so that sometimes
You can't catch up.
But whatever miles I walk
No matter how long I go
I can never even surpass
The distance you have walked
And the times you have seen.

So now it's different, isn't it,
But one day I shall repay you,
One day I will care for those limbs
Like they cared for mine once
And I will love you
Today, tomorrow,
And forever.

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