Daddy
Daddy, gone but still always near
Original artwork and poem in remembrance of my beloved father Osmond Avelino Gonsalves (1920-1994) by Kieran Gonsalves (c) 2025
Daddy, I still recall what I was doing that day
When they called to say, you had passed away
A wretched emptiness tormented me at first
My heart was pounding so hard I thought it’d burst
But before long my sorrow turned to pure joy
Knowing you’re always there with me, your boy
When I am uncertain about what I ought to do
I oft find the answer in what I learned from you
You said even if no one’s watching, do your best
And how one treats the poor tells more than the rest
A person’s name is precious to each one (learn it)
One cannot simply demand respect (you earn it)
If I don’t have anything good to say, I should be quiet
Discussing religion or politics at work can cause a riot
Oh those heart-to-heart talks we had late into the night
You did real swell, Daddy. Hope my kids say I did alright
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Yes the call was sad and the turmoil was personal. (Avery dear friend on WhatsApp)
Soon after the initial shock, I remember driving alone one Sunday morning listening to the radio when I heard the song called ‘In the living years’ by Mike and The Mechanics
https://youtu.be/5hr64MxYpgk
It struck a deep chord but I realized I had always told him that I love him even when he was alive
Then my tears of sorrow, turned into tears of joy
The only way to even attempt is to take care of one’s own kids and guide them the way your parents would have wished. ๐ (A member of my alumni group on WhatsApp)
Thanks all, clearly it resonated with many of you
This was my belated Father’s Day remembrance inspired by a prayer card I received
Stay blessed y’all. Know that you are truly loved - Kieran
Dad did his thing quietly but the life lessons stayed to this day
Much love,
Kieran
God bless - Kieran
God bless. - Kieran