I do not remember when I became so attached to you...
Holding your hand..
Or just being carried around by you..
As I would not be able to walk..
I remember the times when you would bitterly cry as a small child...without a single sound..
I would just watch you silently from afar...
Sharing stories of your childhood..
Smiling while you would tell us stories..
You were so simple in your ways..
A quite pillar of support to all..
Times we never realised your presence..
How often your simple gifts were the only things we wanted..
And how much we miss them now..

Days have passed to years...
Memories fade as we cannot hold onto time...
How much you are being missed by us..
Only our hearts know..
How much the simplicity and honesty of yours is the very thing we look for in our lives today...
Papa, wherever you are ..
Keep us under your shelter..

© JSR