My Dearest Dad
- a Poem
- by Crystal David John
I think of him every day
As the months have lingered by,
Since dad left us last April
It has been so hard to cry.
I recall the times he made me laugh
With that glimmering twinkle in his eye,
He touched my heart in a special way,
That it’s been impossible to say bye.
No one can possibly know,
The sorrow we have gone through.
And if he could be around,
He’ll be the first I’ll tell this to.
How do we look to the future?
When he has become the past
Memories of him, I will treasure
Till breath in me does last.
If dad was in our midst today,
He would be 96 years,
But now it is just another day
That leaves us with tears!
Crystal David John
from Chennai, in Tamil Nadu, India, is a feminist economist who loves nature. She has a Ph.D. in Economics. A writer and an artist, Crystal is an advocate of gender equality and has inspired hundreds of students every year. Her writings are stimulating and satirical, and focus on women, the environment and the marginalised.
3 thoughts on “My Dearest Dad”
The poem is so beautiful. I’m grateful that you took the time to share it with me. Crystal you are very talented.
Thanks a ton. Not talented or anything. Just miss him a lot
Brought tears reading this poem written about Chinnaya Crystal. Your sentiments have been brought out very well. May Chinnaya’s Happy Memories Live On Forever.