Peaking out the upstairs window that misty morning
The vice around my heart tightened as I watched him walk away
His gait like yesterday and the yesterday before
But looks can be oh-so deceiving
I snap a picture of him with my eye
Wondering if it was to be the last
Emotions flooded through my heart and out my eyes
Humble, Caring, Selfless, Sacrificing, Passionate, Missioner
Just a few words to describe a man I’d grown to respect so
If heaven were to open its doors today it would gain a precious soul
Endless constant prayer
A broken phone call
Our worst fears realized
Diligent surgeon hands
Working the seemingly impossible
A miracle
A new chance at life
Hugging him tightly, tears spilling over
Realizing the importance of making time,
Saying those words
And never, ever taking today for granted again.
*This is my perspective on the day My father-in-law had a massive heart attack this past spring while we were traveling with them in Europe – celebrating their 45th wedding anniversary. He survived a triple bypass surgery and is now in good health and walking three miles a day.
A lovely poem. Yes! We must be thankful indeed for everyday. It must not be taken for granted.
Thank you!
You are welcome.
Wonderful!
Mind checking out my poem on Day 10: Farewell? https://iamjishnu.wordpress.com/2015/12/19/farewell-to-the-universe/
Thank you. Heading there now. 🙂
Again, a beautiful snapshot of your heart. Poetry can be more true to emotions, especially raw ones. You do a superb job at the visual component of poetry.
Thank you. I think that’s what surprised me the most about these exercises – expressing raw emotions.