Hi dear,
It’s been three years today since
you’ve been gone.
The closest friend of mine, who
yelled at me, who greeted me with a genuine warmth, sometimes whispered my name
in his deep sleep.
The great father of my kids, who
teach in Daddy way, showed the colors of life with no tension to control.
The smoothest feather of angel that
ever fallen on one of the special chapter.
The softest tissue that ever wiped
the rain which blurred the letters theme.
But still looks like it lost its rhythm
The cracked chords still remains.
Hang on the sorrow, hugged in vein….
tightly!
How could I embellish that passage
And patch the notes and letters in
union as complete sentences or an opus?
Watering it with soul of tranquility and putting on the sweet melodies?
Would you lend me a candle light,
even it almost melted?
Hello dear,
The scramble egg just too hard to swallow
while an unexpected question came out from an innocence cherry lip.
“Mom, do you miss him?”
No doubt but yes my eyeball
shrinking say her, “Yes dear, I miss him. Do you?”
She look at me and smile ,”a lot!”
Oh dear!
Why does the breakfast hurt me so bad?
Why blue sapphire makes me sad?
Why Wednesday fusion stirs me into
dark mood?
Oh my dearest friend,
September still wearing a blue
sapphire stone
And its beauty is lastingJ
I do miss you….
(HennySembiring, dedicated to my dearest friend, RIP : Sept
19th, 2009 - 2012)
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