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Sunday Morning Sun- Short Poem

Updated on October 11, 2012

As i wake, i glance to the window,

I see the sunday morning sun.

Its beams shine down upon the land,

Showing a true beauty, than cannot be touch by our hands.

The birds sing there songs, up high in the trees,

While down on the ground flowers are perfect for the bees.

In the air is the smell of a full english breakfast

I can taste the taste, my mouth starts to water.

Suddenly i realise the smell and taste are in my mind,

Because you are no longer here and are laid to rest.

A single teardrop falls from me eye as i remember the guy who was a big part of my life.

I wish you could still see the sunday morning sun and the beauty of the world.

Although your no longer here, i can see it for you.

And in my heart will always remain the memory of my father,

As he would embrase the sunday morning sun

I have written this, in memory of my father who is no longer with us. The memory of how he used to embrase the sunday morning sun and then cook a full english because for some reason sundays were special to my father. And even though hes gone i guess he can still see the sunday morning sun through my eyes.

I love and miss you dad and if you are somehow aware of this, this poem is for you.

Lou x


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      Darrell Roberts 5 years ago

      Beautful poem, sorry about your dad. I wish you well.

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      Mohan Kumar 5 years ago from UK

      You made me choke up with this beautiful memory.Sorry about your loss, Laura. Having lost my Dad only a few months ago..I can relate to your emotions. I have written a tribute to my mum called 'And I'll always love you' here in hubpages... memory is a double edged sword, Laura. Thanks for sharing this.