Daddy
Daddy
Daddy,
What a beautiful word to say,
I yearn for your handsome face,
I long for your daring thoughts,
A quarter of a century
Or so, have passed,
Since you passed away
Ah, dad can it be true
I still miss calling you,
By what made your fame,
By your very first name,
Cuddling you,
As I used to do,
In the old good days.
Since you left,
Young and fragile,
Happy and funny was I,
With destructive jealousy
Surrounding my untaken lane,
Every one around wanted to control
My way of living,
Without knowing why,
But who could oppress a stubborn
Mind like yours;
I looked strong,
Though I was in need
For your protection,
So your memory never dies
Neither in my heart,
Nor in my brain;
Your laughter in the swimming pool,
Your sarcasm when you recall
The difficulties you passed through.
Do you recollect as I do,
How I used to help you,
In irrigating our huge garden,
When I held that bucket
For you
To water your roses,
You were so happy with my deed,
Then you said,
I equal thousands of sons,
You taught me how to plant jasmine,
To dance the Vales,
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poem by Nadia Abduljabbar
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