Breathed slowly

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By Jadia4708au

“Dad, be comfortable and breathe slowly Remember Him and thee words you think holy Pray for all happiness worry for none This is only way and certain for every one My dad was breathing his last His palpitation was very fast He had all satisfaction on his face There was not a single worry line to trace He has lived his full inning Now he is approaching beautiful evening Soon night may take over in his dark lap Nothing to be seen in life as gap This is what may be called as death The stoppage of all movements with breathe No use of lying body to be kept at home New home waited for permanent welcome He was fully contended with whatever he did He never tried to cheat any one or hid He did it for welfare of the other people As he was honest and very capable Many people approach our home in late hours He may be most of the time on tours He will listen to the people and render the service As he was social work many may now rush to us over his demise He has full smile on his face He wanted to confined in me in any case Everybody would depart in same way as dad There was no point in becoming sad Many a times he used to say Never try to find new way See the reasonability behind Be reasonable every time and kind I was too small to advice He was all along very wise His word had weight and respected It was weighed and often corrected I had observed him from close distance I was now his future and he liked my presence I was his trusted friend and lieutenant He knew me well from time I was infant I knew now he will be no more He will be thing of past like vapor He may be air borne to unite in heaven Little thing of today and permanently gone I watched him sinking deep I wanted to feel badly and weep I controlled it for the fear of being noticed As I had loved dad and secretly promised I inhaled with big thrust It was all the more important and must I had full regard, faith and trust He did everything possible to entrust I watched him go to distance land He may find new berth and friends The completely strange world and totally unknown A permanent refuge for ordinary and well-known

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April 25, 2011 00:26Movel Lewis-Hope

Please take your time and proof read your work.It is not bad but could be better.