Wandering With Words

Random musings of a reckless soul.



Not a day passes by

When you don’t cross my mind

If I knew what was to happen

The day you passed away

I’d take the time to tell you

All the things I needed to say

I never got to tell you

How much you mean to me

I’d have hugged you tight

And seen your precious smile

I never got to tell you

How sorry I am

For all the wrongs of my life

For all the times I hurt you, dad

I often sit in silence

And think about you

I miss you a lot

In moments of joy

But I miss you more

When I am weak

I stay strong all day

But at night I weep

        When I have no one to reach

I gaze at the sky

Then I fall asleep

There are so many things

That reminds me of you

Your memories that I hold

Are more precious than gold

They say time’s a healer

I know that is true

But it’s been 1095 days

And dad, I still miss you.

Author: parchedsouls

Diploma in Fashion Design. M.A in English Literature. Bachelor of Education. Teacher.

18 thoughts on “Dad

  1. Such tenderness in a sweet sorrow.

  2. This is lovely and I’m sorry for your loss. I miss my Dad still after 17 years, grief is hard. Thanks for stopping by my blog today and for the follow.

  3. Ouch.

  4. Heart breaking ❤

  5. A heart felt, wonderfully written verse. Thank you for sharing.

  6. I miss my dad too.And my aunt Ileana.

  7. Hey, I really hope you’re doing fine and enjoying your life. That’s what he would love to see you do! And you’re a strong girl, so please enjoy and live your life to the fullest. I couldn’t do much but I did something.
    For youu.
    God bless!

    • Hi. I do feel a little awkward when people offer condolences. I am sincerely grateful for it but I guess I just don’t know what to say in return!
      What you did here actually made me smile! I wonder if you realise the power of your gesture! It not only did make feel better but also instilled hope. Hope for humanity.
      Thanks a lot Srijan! I hope good meets you at every path of life! 🙂

    • The link now seems to be broken… can you fix it?

  8. This verse reminds me of when I first lost my dad. It feels like you’ve written and published MY story. The lines about staying strong, but crying nights away struck home hard. However, as the days pass, the pain does get better. This is such a beautiful poem and your words transmit such warmth. Please, keep your head up.

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  10. This is beautiful. They way you describe your feelings of longing and sadness are truly the rhythm of the soul.
    As someone who lost their father recently I must say I am touched.

    Thanks for sharing

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