🕊️🥺th̤a̤t̤ m̤o̤r̤n̤i̤n̤g̤, e̤v̤e̤n̤ t̤h̤e̤ g̤o̤o̤d̤ a̤i̤r̤ s̤e̤e̤m̤e̤d̤ t̤o̤ p̤a̤ṳs̤e̤... "

🌄on a Saturday morning,

The ordinary world I knew 

Tilted out of place 

Within a single breath.

Heading out with my mother 

For extra classes,

I noticed a quiet shadow 

Settling across my father's face

A heaviness he didn't have words for.

Then the phone rang,

Cutting through my chest 

Like a Cold thread of sound.

A voice speaking, 🗣️ 

Eyes suddenly filled with weights,

And a day we didn't suspect 

Began folding inward.

After a few moments 

Of hallow silence,

My father let out a fragile breath 

That broke our world open _

"Mihidu... He's gone..."😔😭 

In that moment,

My mother's eyes 😭 fell,

And a deep, quiet heaviness 

Pressed into my heart.

The man who once filled 

Our days with gentle laughter 

Had stepped away 

Form this vast world 

So suddenly,

Leaving us standing still.

As we walked forward,

Moving through the crowd,

A soft silence followed us_

As if the Day itself 

Was whispering that someone 

Warm and familiar 

Had quietly slipped away.

That day I understand ~

Life isn't measured

In long stretches of years.

It is held 

In a moment,

In a breath,

In a smile 

That can drift away 

Without warning ⚠️ 

Even now, whenever he comes to mind,

I hear a tender memory 

Stored deep in my chest ~

Not sound of losing someone,

But the gentle reminder 

Of a life that taught us 

What really matters.

It wasn't day of disappearance,

But a day that showed us

The fragile, precious truth 

Of living....🕊️🤍🏳️