I know what you all might be thinking… ‘well, this is new!’ Yes, this is indeed new. This is actually the first time ever I’ve written a poem. I don’t know anything about writing a poem, so please don’t start sending me hate letters! I wasn’t able to sleep yesterday night (because it was my dad’s birthday) and while I was pondering on the in-numerous stuff I wanna achieve in my young age (like a book award by 25 yrs and a Nobel prize by 30yrs… etcetera), I felt a sudden pang to get my notebook at 2:30 am and write. So I did just that and this is what I wrote… 
When the sky is black,
and the stars are high.
When the shadows are thick,
and the wind passes me by.
*
I think of you, my father,
and how I used to cry.
You would take me by my shoulder,
and tell me to try, harder still try!
For I was your child
and you could see me crying nei!
**
When the sky is black,
and the stars are high.
When the shadows are thick,
and the wind passes me by.
*
I look back at the day
when you left me alone, and I din’t know why.
But I was your child, my father,
So I pushed myself to try, and harder still try.
**
When the sky is black,
and the stars are high.
When the shadows are thick,
and the wind passes me by.
*
Here I am remembering you on your name day,
Missing you and making my heart cry.
For I loved you then and I love you now, my father,
even when you left me alone to cry.
I know that this is my problem
and no one else’s, no, not even thy.
*
When the sky is black,
and the stars are high.
When the shadows are thick,
and the wind passes me by.
*
I think of you, my father,
and how I used to cry.
***
I hope I managed to express my feeling well enough.
Happy B’day ‘My father’… love you always!
