Ingrained in me these few happy memories <br />With us when you were around <br />The rest were cause for many worries <br />As father and daughter we were bound <br /> <br />I wonder how you are coping there <br />Since you are no longer in the physical dimension <br />Everyday when I say my prayer <br />You are the first one I mention <br /> <br />I shall not rake up the past <br />Let bygones be bygones <br />The lesson learnt; let that last <br />Lest fresh karma spawns <br /> <br />I have known this to be true <br />The peace which forgiveness begets <br />Whatever unpleasantness we went through <br />For that I have no regrets <br /> <br />In the silent darkness of midnight <br />On my bedroom wall shadows cast <br />The night games played by trees and the streetlight <br />In fear my heart beat very fast <br /> <br />I heard a stray dog howl and a yelping pup <br />Petrified I lay still with no other choice <br />With all the courage I could muster up <br />I called out to you in a feeble voice <br /> <br />You came running to the side of my bed <br />It was only a shadow; to my senses you made clear <br />With a gentle smile you lovingly stroked my head <br />I slept peacefully with no more fear <br /> <br />Decades have passed and I have wondered <br />Where your heart lost its tenderness <br />If only you had sat and pondered <br />On fleeting illusion and your own blessedness <br /> <br />With no judgment I do however opine <br />You did what you thought was right <br />A drama we played perfect to the design <br />With your memories I no longer fight<br /><br />Bindu Vidyadhar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-drama-played-as-designed/
