To My Mum And Dad

By Stephen Mascarenhas

Oh, how I long for the days gone by,

When my mum was here, with me, by my side,

Her warm caress as a baby and her loving embrace,

Filling my heart with abundance of joy and grace.

But alas, she left me a small child too soon,

Leaving me feeling empty within and marooned,

I have missed her so dearly, through every single day,

Wishing she was here, to guide and steer my way.

And then my adorning father, he too passed on,

Leaving me feeling scared, fearful, lost and alone,

But he had held us tightly close, in his loving heart,

Until that painful sad moment, he had to depart.

Oh, dear mum and dad, how I wish you were here,

To see me rise above all and conquer all my fear,

To watch me soar, through life's stormy weather,

And be proud of me their boy, always and forever.

Through all my pitfalls, my small and big mistakes,

Through the times of my heart breaks, pains and aches,

You were right there, storming the heavens above,

Sending me their strength, to stay positive filled with love.

For this wonderful life, I thank my friends and family too,

For their unwavering love and support, throughout so true,

They helped me survive, through the toughest days of my fight,

And brought me back alive, to live and see the guiding light.

But still, when at sometimes, I felt so terribly alone,

With all my fears, my doubts, deep in my heart of stone,

I try to keep my emotions in check, and it is oh so hard,

But sometimes it feels that I'm falling totally apart.

Yet I hold on strong, to my faith and my belief,

That with love and peace, comes immense relief,

That Jesus' power will guide me through,

And help me make all my dreams come true.

And so I live, for you, my dear mum and dad,

With passion, courage, hope and strength, not being sad,

My legacy will be strong, and so fervently true,

Full of love, joy, peace, and no pain nor strife too.

Even though the road is long dark and twining steep,

I will keep soaring high, with every step and leap.

My heart sometimes feels vulnerable, tired and weak,

But I know I have you as my power source, to reach my peak.

By Stephen Mascarenhas