Good-Byes

Good-Byes

 

He gazed into the eyes

of his dying father,

grateful for all he saw there,

he said his good-byes,

and there was no fear,

no crying, not a single tear,

he thanked his father

for everything he learned,

his voice deepened,

somehow both somber and stern,

his father’s throat tightened so much,

it hurt,

he felt his child’s hand,

it was a magical touch,

and he too wanted to be strong,

so he did not cry,

death wasn’t right or wrong,

but he to had to say his good-byes,

his child’s face seemed to draw closer,

he fought back a choke,

his eyes glowed warmly

and when he spoke,

his voice sounded so tender,

there were no regrets, no frustration,

his last word held such an impact,

so real was the sensation,

in fact,

after the good-bye,

his spirit moved closer to the sky.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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essiheart 5 years ago from Chicago, IL

Beautiful writing. Hopped up :)


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you essiheart :)


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Moms-Secret 3 years ago from Central Florida

Wow Frank... keep strumming your fingers on my heart strings. I enjoy the sensation. Beautiful and voted as such.


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

aawww thank you you Moms :)


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Vinaya Ghimire 3 years ago from Nepal

Death isn’t right or wrong, it is simply a reality. A great poem my friend.


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thank you Vin


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sweetie1 3 years ago from India

This is a beautiful poem though sad. You have put your pain well on here. voting it up.


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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

thanks sweetie1

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