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Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
On this valentine’s day and with Ronovan’s haiku prompt ‘eye & fade,‘ my thoughts drift to my dad.
He would have called me by his special name for me just to say happy valentine and to ask after his grandchildren. I miss him sorely.
Though I haven’t set eyes on you
in three long, painful years,
my hearts memories of you never fade.
♥
Jacqueline
Flavours come in coloured tints,
Likewise emotions leave imprints,
They leave taste of euphoric dopamine,
Especially then, when you were mine,
They leave a taste of not so bright,
When everything is just not right,
A dash of joy, of peace, of faith, of hope and patience too!
A pinch of pain, of aches, of sorrow, of fear and trouble too!
With a tint of colour, each lives in our minds,
Always willing to leave something behind,
Of love that died or went away; it leaves a flavour mound,
A poignant taste of things all gone and never to be found!
You left our lives with quite a bang!
You left us behind with a lot of pangs!
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Miss you dad! Happy birthday. Its 2 years on, since you left!
In fulfillment of Writing 201 Poetry – Day 8: Flavor, Elegy, Enumeratio
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