My Dad and Mom
Life is a raging storm with never a moment of lull
One day he spoke to me, the day after broke his skull
It was my dad, sprightly and strong
Full of life with a youthful mind
But death shadowed him and before long
He was gone whereto I’ll never find!
My mom was a beauty my life’s brightest star
Hard it was to spend a moment without her
It was my mom, a soft and loving mind
Her fragrance spread wide and far
But nothing deters it, death is never kind
She was gone before I got enough of her!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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