Thursday …
I look at the time ...
At this hour
….
I’m counting
the time ..
Back to
three weeks ago ….
The hours, the minutes,
the seconds …
Counting the
last time I saw you breathing …
Three weeks
ago …
But still …
There is
time I feel I cannot accept it
There is
time I don’t want to believe it
There is
time I am still wishing …
You were
still here ….
I saw the last
moment you smiled …
I heard the
last moment you laughed …
Sometimes I
wonder …
So many questions
… so many ‘what if’ ….
I wonder …
Would you
still be here, Pa?