Dada....

If I say that we miss you..would it be enough?
Your smile full of innocence and those beautiful eyes hiding your tremendous pain,
An understatement it would be if I say its tough.
Recalling those slender fingers rhythmically playing the tabla
I wonder sometimes is there anything left to gain.
Yet I console myself: You are happy and in peace,
But can you see a piece of this..
Your absence hounds me
However I know this is reality from which I cannot flee...
Now I know and I really know now
That you left us for good,
All I can cherish is the lovely memories of our childhood.
A fragrant flower gone to dust, though the aroma still prevails
I love you lots Brother..keep smiling like you did..
Talented,humble,affectionate and always so candid