Solitary Waves Of His Memories Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

When I could ever relinquish in my mind
The memories of my dear loving father
Who joined the great Creator of mankind
To be with his parents and my little brother.

Whenever I am in solitude with the wind
His memories are like waves of the river
That keeps on coming back to remind me
That I need to be like my departed father.

My father was strong in times of malady
That sometimes put our family into trouble
Like when he was accused of a controversy
He proved his innocence to our neighbors.

My father was a true picture of humility
For he doesn't want vengeance to deliver
Or be a tool to fight justice for the family
When he mend peacefully this petty trouble.

Whenever I am in the field he used to till
The wind wisphers how he greatly labor
To gives us what we need and to fulfill
His mission to our family as a provider.

Every night I close eyes to travel for a mile
From day's handwork as an office supervisor
I always behold his tender face with a smile
Looking at me as I am in my great slumber.

When I'm awake, I didn't thought its a dream
For as if my father is still alive and kicking
Smiling, laughing and touching sunlight's beam
With a big heart and winsome smile of a king.

I really don't know if I could forget his memory
Like the momentous time I spend with my father
Specially when trouble haunts my own family
He was always there inspiring me to be stronger.

Heavenly Father, I fervently pray upon thee
To take my father's soul with you in your way;
Lead him to the kingdom you made for humanity
While you keep his memory away from me.