Ferdinand L Quintos

Rookie - 10 Points (October 18,1942 / Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines)

Thoughts On All Souls Day


I remember, in his homily,
during the funeral mass
for my father in June 1979,

the priest solemnly said
we were about to commit
his body to the earth
where he will return to dust
whence he came from

and exhorted us to pray
that God accepts his soul
and grant him eternal rest,

consoling us that his
memory will live in the hearts
of us he left behind,

which, after years of going,
rain, shine, or anything to
the cemetery since then,

evoke second thoughts in me:
why go to the cemetery
every All Souls Day
when what remains there is dust,
why not just stay at home,
immerse myself with reminiscing
the good old days with father,

I can not go to heaven
for I am not sure father is there,
and I don't know the way going there,

so I'm just here at home with memories
and hoping, when my time comes,
God takes my soul and keep it
with my sadly missed father's,

tonight I will light candles.

Submitted: Friday, November 01, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 02, 2013

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