A Momentous Prize

A Momentous Prize

Ailem'e

That cold and misty day...
I will never forget come what may!
The exact time...
I was unable and unwilling to learn
But the time was able and willing
To show the tragic end of a term.
I was only weeping and praying
But also kissing his sweating face
Yes... yes... yess...
My father’s sweet face.
My father who was also my sun
Always shone on his beloved son.
Our devotion to each other
Led me into those happy days
When he bought me that priceless prize
There was also my mother’s happy cries
On my leaving home for another home!
That time I had asked for him to use
That prize all the time as a sign of
Our happiness and unity at all times.
But no... no... noo..!
Now I had seen it on his wrist
Both of which got
Shockingly inanimate.
No sign of pulse, no sound of tick
Until sending him off
Feeling so sick.
Since that day I have kept it
Though not worn
To enliven our endless love
With which I was born.
So my dad is dead but his live prize
Has always been very high in price.