My fiancee came across your website, and pointed it out to me. I lost my father in much the same way as you....62 years old, of a heart attack. The story of my father and I, is quite different. Because of my parents divorce, and for other reasons, we had an off and on relationship...although the love was always there. In December of '94, we had a falling out, not talking again till August of '98. I was visiting Greece and ran into him, and talked and became the best of friends. The closest we had ever been. We made plans for the following year to go hunting together, and finally after all these years, do father/son things. In October of '98, my father passed away of a heart attack. The news knocked me to my knees. The next year I went back to Greece, and visited his grave. Ironically, it was a sunny day, till I walked up to his grave, and then it started to pour. That is when I wrote this poem: BYE, DAD The rain drips from my forehead, It mixes with my tears, And creates a cascading pool of Lost hopes and dreams They run down my body and Crash to the ground. I gaze into the sky and See the gray that my life has been The darkness seething in anger At the speckle of light That tries to peek through. The pounding of the rain Bellows its agony upon my skull, It vibrates with a torturous Echo inside me. The tap, tap of my blood As it lands to the ground My heart now shredded The agony and torture Of my solitude encompasses me. There must be an ending to this A liberation that is destined, intended A glimmering hope of freedom. I stand before him, desperate An answer, forgiveness, hatred Acceptance or resolve For a reason, a fatal error of judgement A person filled with emotion Confusion, agony, self-mutilation Answers never to be found My questions, reasoning, never to be resolved. As I look up, towards the clouds The grayness that will inevitably Be my life from this moment till forever Till my last dying breath I look forward to our meeting again When the plains will be equal Answers will be un-required As your touch will be all. Goodbye, Dad, See You Soon! 1/17/2000 Dedicated to VAR It has been hard, VERY HARD, dealing with this, I always think about him. I'd just like to say one last thing: I LOVE YOU, DAD, WHEREVER YOU ARE, I MISS YOU, LIKE YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE. I NEED YOU! Sorry, for the long message! Stay strong my friend, we will see them again! They will light the way for us! A. L. Tom Roumeliotis (www.poeticangel.net)

I Miss My Dad

My fiancee came across your website, and pointed it out to me. I lost my father in much the same way as you....62 years old, of a heart attack. The story of my father and I, is quite different. Because of my parents divorce, and for other reasons, we had an off and on relationship...although the love was always there. In December of '94, we had a falling out, not talking again till August of '98. I was visiting Greece and ran into him, and talked and became the best of friends. The closest we had ever been. We made plans for the following year to go hunting together, and finally after all these years, do father/son things. In October of '98, my father passed away of a heart attack. The news knocked me to my knees. The next year I went back to Greece, and visited his grave. Ironically, it was a sunny day, till I walked up to his grave, and then it started to pour. That is when I wrote this poem:

BYE, DAD

The rain drips from my forehead,
It mixes with my tears,
And creates a cascading pool of
Lost hopes and dreams
They run down my body and
Crash to the ground.

I gaze into the sky and
See the gray that my life has been
The darkness seething in anger
At the speckle of light
That tries to peek through.

The pounding of the rain
Bellows its agony upon my skull,
It vibrates with a torturous
Echo inside me.

The tap, tap of my blood
As it lands to the ground
My heart now shredded
The agony and torture
Of my solitude encompasses me.

There must be an ending to this
A liberation that is destined, intended
A glimmering hope of freedom.

I stand before him, desperate
An answer, forgiveness, hatred
Acceptance or resolve
For a reason, a fatal error of judgement
A person filled with emotion
Confusion, agony, self-mutilation
Answers never to be found
My questions, reasoning, never to be resolved.

As I look up, towards the clouds
The grayness that will inevitably
Be my life from this moment till forever
Till my last dying breath
I look forward to our meeting again
When the plains will be equal
Answers will be un-required
As your touch will be all.
Goodbye, Dad, See You Soon!

1/17/2000
Dedicated to VAR

It has been hard, VERY HARD, dealing with this, I always think about him.
I'd just like to say one last thing:

I LOVE YOU, DAD, WHEREVER YOU ARE, I
MISS YOU, LIKE YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE. I NEED
YOU!

Sorry, for the long message!
Stay strong my friend, we will see them again! They will light the way for us!

A. L. Tom Roumeliotis

(www.poeticangel.net)

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