Father Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

Do you know

Who'll you see

Tonight when you sleep?

Those you do not visit,

Those who do not visit you,

Those you cannot

As they have passed on - -

The last look better

Than they were here - -

Father appears

With clear glowing skin

No trace of the white patches

He was identified by

Wearing fine clothes he always fancied

Metal frame spectacles

Glittering like gold

His face beaming

Like when he had guests

He seems happy to see me

Me too, happy

That he is well off

For someone who is dead.