Before I Let Go

By Deepti Belliappa Ganapathy

Standing at the door, I watched my dad lay in bed,

So many questions, and so much to be said;

There was no hope, is what we were told,

It couldn't have been his time to go, as the young I thought he wasn't old. 

Time and events teach you to hold your own,

Be the anchor and refuse to be torn. 

Before I let go, I hoped to speak my heart,

It was a time, when my life was about to start.

In a few hours so much changed for all there,

Emotions had bound us with confusion and scare. 

The pause is now an unsaid truth to remain,

Until I see him with me again. 

A sudden loss of another loved one I know,

It was heart gripping in every way from head to toe. 

We froze, as we had no time to prepare for this goodbye,

It was an odd act of destiny, with no reason to go by. 

I saw him lay there being watched by all,

My heart screamed an almost twin to me to call. 

I held on to every memory that could hold my mind,

Before I let go, all I wanted was a rewind. 

Always in our conversation and heart we know,

Facing life with grace, we prepare for the life show. 

Everyone hoped we mourned enough, before I let go,

But sailing in our emotion, it's an eternal flow. 

These losses were forced by destiny I see,

But the forgotten friend or the human heartbreaks breaks every guarantee. 

Change is inevitable they say,

Moving ahead, our tears have the price to pay. 

Before I let go of the friendship that didn't last,

I will look back at the happy times of the past. 

Before I let go of the equations that pull me down,

Instead nurture the ones that bring happiness around. 

So before I let go, with gratitude I share,

For every memory and learning with care. 

Before I let go, I yearn for the strength to cope,

With life and it's unfortunate surprises, an unusual scope.

By Deepti Belliappa Ganapathy