I looked for you
down colorful aisles
humming a song through
five hundred miles
I looked for you
under two feet of snow
hands frozen and blue
why did you go
I looked for you
at January’s end
will they blow out your candles
if I cannot pretend
I looked for you
in my silver star ring
twenty three years ago
what a beautiful thing
I looked for you
during the moons perigee
my heart has flatlined
but you are finally free
I looked for you
as I lay on the wood floor
even curled into a ball
I can hold you no more
I looked for you
in the hearths dying flame
now that you’re gone
no one will call out my true name
I looked for you
and tried to find
what I did to cause you
to leave me behind
I looked for you
around the dark house
your voice warbled octaves
above other sound
I looked for you
the year I turned 41
wherever you are now
am I still your son
I looked for you
when midnight arrived
on the streets we used to walk
homeless but alive
I looked for you
as I sat on roots to lessen grief
we will reincarnate together again
acorn and oak leaf.








Hi,
A heartfelt thoughts that really touched me. I can see how deeply you are connected her. Parents are Gods, in Hindu mythology we pray and bow to three beings who shaped our life and made us,
Mathru devobhava
Pithru devobhava
Acharya devobhava
Mother father and teacher are equal to God and we seek their blessings and they have invested whole their life in making us.
Thank you for your beautiful lines about your mom.
Jessy Jacob ❤️
Thank you, Usha, for the read and comment. I also appreciate you sharing your culture with me, I am honored.
Clay
This is beautiful and it did make me cry. This is a beautiful tribute.
Thank you, Fia. I have been struggling to put things into words lately and am relieved it made sense. Thank you, again.
Clay
Beautifully penned, Detritus. A heartfelt tribute my friend. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you, Damian. I likewise appreciate you and your consistent support.
Clay