it's a year
since he died
i never thought
i would become a rat
after he died
though i knew
the other three off springs of his
were all cats
the cats when out of their boxes
have today become foxes
you could have got your money
when he was alive
why did you let your chance go by
i never expected this....foxy voice
when he was hospitalized for cancer
every other day we were visited by a counselor
she used to tell me..'for your dads age...you need
to keep him mentally strong for this chemotherapy
that's exactly what i did....though seeing him age
from seventy to ninety in two months was torture therapy
I THANK GOD...my dads mental strength lasted almost till the fag end
till a couple of days before...at midnight
he called me and my sister to say he could not take it anymore
that was the first time i had seen my dad cry......he never cried
not even when my mother died
I THANK GOD...i was not driven to get anything signed off him
it would have been worse than the chemo working on him
the evening before he died the doc to check his stability
called me near him and asked him
MR.LASHMINARAYANAN...do you know who this is.....
he was already surviving under support
his voice never really came out
only his lips and eyes spoke out
'MY SON'' it said.and...that was what he spoke last
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-rememberence-of-dad-s-last-words-i-thank-god/
