To My Father

Written: © Maxima

To My Father

I visit my Father.,I can not stop the tears that fall from my eyes
as my hand gently caresses the marble stone
place roses there.

It’s early morning … mist gray spills upon this sacred place.
It’s as though you do not want to see me..
once again as in countless times, I come for your advice.

So many times I’ve needed your hugs, affection.
A kiss, and yes, even forgiveness.
I haven’t gotten that even though I wanted it.

They tell me how you spoke to me, watched me in the cradle,
curled in a blanket by the furnace.
Your eyes were sad, not knowing if you would see the sunsets
of that summer.

With the fall, you were gone.
Covered in leaves that you loved so much, your touch now
a whisper of memory. I let the tears flow.

Somehow I know you look down and cherish those who watched
over us, mother and me, I was just a kid, a young boy, your namesake
that I will never again hear you utter.


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5 thoughts on “To My Father

  1. Sue Dreamwalker October 29, 2017 at 14:10 Reply

    A heartfelt poem Stefan and a wonderful tribute to the memory of your Dad..

  2. Baydreamer October 28, 2017 at 23:29 Reply

    Beautiful and touching, Stefan. My Dad passed away in August. My mom died five years ago, so the saving grace is that they’re together again after a 67-year marriage. But, the tears still flow off and on, and it’s so surreal not having either of them with us anymore. Take care, my friend…
    ~Lauren ❤

  3. dgkaye October 27, 2017 at 03:37 Reply

    A beautiful tribute to your father Stefan. 🙂

  4. dininimapentrutine October 25, 2017 at 09:48 Reply


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