# A Rememberence Of Dad's Last Words- I Thank God Comments

ah... you got a heart. i want more to be like you.

It sounds as if he had some empathic and caring people around to help him through it. You wrote of it here with the astute, observant eye of a poet. But I know your heart must have many secret bruises; and I pray that they will heal soon, because of the memory that you were his devoted son and he died even acknowledging that.

An awful death. I've had quite a few close to me die of that disease.My condolences.

Irreparable loss....added with the agony of that foxy voice....sorry for you SL....no words can console you...God bless

Good poets are supposed to make people become emotional, well Samanyan you are obliviously a good poet. I'm very very sorry for this tremendous loss in your life, but with faith in God you will see him Again. A very heartwarming write about your Dad. With the greatest regards to you and your family, your friend Lynn

Deep and sentimental...i share your feelings SLN...love parental never dies out...it lives long as rewards of goodness in the offsprings' lives...10

This poem is a lovely remebrance of your father and I found it to be very touching. I also was with my father when he died and found it to be a peaceful experience and as Bob says, those we love never really leave us, they remain in our hearts and memories, Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us Lynda xx

When someone close leaves us, it is a very sad moment in our lives, yet life moves on with memories of lessons taught, fun times had, he would say this at this moment, laugh at this event. Close people never really leave us, everytime I am working in the garden, my departed mother is there as well, pointing out this weed and another. Samanyan, you have written a very beautiful poem in remembrance of your father. It deserves a hunded plus for the words and their sincerity. Thank you for sharing. Warm regards Bob

Looding a parent can be so painful. This poem will help others who pass this difficult road. Well done my friend!

Very touching. I can get at your feelings. Life is like this. Cat, rat and fox - this is the game of life but the blessings of our parents will be always with us. That is worth more than a million. That blessings will take us a long way in our life. We can forget the rest.

its a heart wrenching write. nothing is more painful than seening your parents suffer and lose their sense of self. from care givers they become dependent... you are a good son, he knew it. these words will last you a life time. Mamta

Its such a beautiful poem of mourning sir! I can feel your emotions and am very much touched by this poem! I could never get over my grand father's death.... even now.... i feel a part me died when he did...so I understand the magnitude of emotion this poem contains! like the vedas say 'narayana sayujyamavaapnoti'!

Thank you for allowing us to witness the beauty of love. I am a care giver to my mother and I know how it feels when God trust you with the care of your parents. My beloved poet, sometimes word fails to tell the story of a moment. But God orchestrates this timeless moments for us to know without a shadow of a doubt that we were loved. Your dad knew his son regardless of his condition. Love prevails even in the midst of sorrow. Bravo for loving him until his last breath. Now go out and live life through your words and continue to celebrate his life.

Such heart written words my friend, I was touched whilst reading this Sam, it brought back memories of when my father was alive...When he knew he was dying, I was surprised how my dad turned to me..sharing stories from his life that I would have never known.........Thanks for sharing yours buddy..It's a terrible decease Cancer...I know that...I hope your heart recovers my friend....My best wishes are with you.

A very heart melting true story

Its been a year when I first read your poem about your dad..being you like a father to him..taking care of him until his last breath..the pain you have felt... everything for your love for him.. this is a touching write, Sam...really touching... but now he is happy there with Our Creator... His name is in his Library....GOD'S OWN LIBRARY (this is your piece, one of your poems i love most) thanks for touching our hearts, Sam.... for the thoughts of your father, for his last words always echo in your mind, will forever remain engraved in your heart. 10++++ Lovelots, Maia

Cancer is a worst disease. Sorry to hear about your father's death His last words will carry with you for ever My prayers for your loss Sam.

Beautiful elegy. I loved the last two lines, only his lips and eyes spoke out 'MY SON'' it said.and...that was what he spoke last that was the communion of the soul. CP

You will carry those beautiful last words in your heart forever. Prayers for your loss, dear Samanyan. Always your friend, Sandra

sam! there in't anything that could replace the love for a dad or a memory as the one that you have of him. he lives on in you and you in him. with me it is fond memories of things we did and conversations we shared. my prayers are with you and your memories.