Dad

As I walk in the rain,

I feel the pain,

That Dad unhanded my finger,

For alone to linger.

Didn’t he have the faith?

That I would be always

With him forever,

Come what may be, no matter.

But I was left crying.

Seeing him departing.

He said “Honey I’m With You

In everything you do,

But listen to me carefully,

You would be nice to Mom, promise me.

Promise me that you would take care of your younger sister,

And never let her brood for anything further,

I promised him this holding his hand again tight,

But realized it was a dream last night.