This poem was given as a framed giveaway for dad’s 75th birthday…..I think it says it all! A special thanks to Nivs Khemka Photography that covered the event.
Paper bag purchased and sponge painted in the theme colours, tied along with satin bows for added effect. Blue flower, photographer’s own.
The tree symbolized the family roots. The birds, the children who leave home but do return to the nest. The flowers in bloom, friends, family and joyous moments and milestones. The fallen flowers are memories that resonate in the twilight years.
Paper bag purchased and sponge painted in the theme colours, tied along with satin bows for added effect. Blue flower, photographer’s own.
Precious moments gather in a heap,
Beneath the bountiful tree of life
Of fallen petals, of withered leaves,
Strewn around by the season’s knife
Spring beckons to the autumn hues,
Just as to winter the bright summer calls
This essence of nature, an immodest clue,
To love, hope and faith, the living waterfalls
Set the heart free to soar to great heights,
Open the mind to delve the great depths
Live every instant like a bright starry night,
Don’t keep room for any remorse or regret
Tell all your loved ones that you care,
Leave behind a legacy that will count
In deeds and dealings, be just and fair,
Keep the Lord always paramount
Only then will the twilight years be a second lifetime,
Epitomized in rustic memories, as they gently chime…
Comments
Beautiful! Such a lovely poem and love written all over your tribute to your dad. Aren’t we blessed to have such people in our life? And people like you know how to make them feel special! God Bless!
Lovely words
Thanks Janu….yes, right you are.
Well, the picture is a vector really….and just glittered it a bit to give it some panache.
Rachna, you couldn’t have said it any better.
Thanks Rahul, they were meant for a lovely person.
Mrids, I did write this as an entry and later figured, subconsciously, I had it back there all the time 🙂
Lovely. Wonderful tribute to a person who has lived well.
The photograph is lovely and such an inspiring poem 🙂 Do wish your dad a happy 75th.
I see that you have already fallen for fallen petals but everytime it makes a new sense. Beautiful!
What a beautifully thoughtful gift, Vinita. You’re an absolute sweetheart. Dad must have been so proud.
Written with lots of love ! So beautifully penned as well !