Sunset conversations

 Sunset conversations with Daddy

 


Artwork and original poem by Kieran Gonsalves (c) 2025, recalling fondly the many evenings spent just with my father in 1987


I’ll never forget the fond sunset chats with my father Osmond, ever
After an easy evening ride to the hills overlooking the Mula-Mutha river

His voice was soft and gentle like the cool summer breeze
His thoughtful comments, full of wisdom, put my angst at ease.

It wasn’t so much what he said, but more how he made me feel.
Like he understood how and I felt even before I could reveal.

He listened without interrupting; never once losing interest.
My troubles were his troubles, he only wished for me the best!

Our conversations have long been lifted on the wings of a dove 
What remains with me is his calming presence and never ending love.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Kieran,
With this one you have left my friends speechless 😶. Nostalgic… (WhatsApp comment from a very dear childhood friend who knew my parents)
Kieran said…
Thanks @⁨Germaine Albuquerque⁩
No one understood why I spurned lucrative offers from MNC banks to work for ICIM in Pune. It was to spend quality time with Dad and Mum. One of the best decisions ever. Memories like this have stayed with me, and the best part was that it didn’t hurt my ‘career’ - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Such a beautiful tribute! God bless you for loving your parents so deeply...🙏🏼✝️♥️ (WhatsApp comment from a dear relative who knew my parents)
Kieran said…
How could I ever do anything but thank them for being there for all of us, especially for me as I purposely chose to leave home the last - Kieran
Anonymous said…
I remember your Dad , just as you describe him . A quiet, gentle soul! (WhatsApp comment from a dear relative)
Kieran said…
Thank you, Omega. Sometimes those who don’t speak a lot, say more by their demeanor - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Very poignant, Kieran...a relationship difficult to describe...a tumultuous time, when the impatience and angst of teenage and the silent wisdom of experience sit together... (WhatsApp comment from an artistic friend)
Kieran said…
Isn’t that something so perfect, like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Love your above poem about Uncle Ossie as I have fond memories of him.
May his soul rest in peace🕯️ (WhatsApp comment from a very dear relative)
Kieran said…
I too have very fond memories of your dear parents Walter and Eudora. You too must have stories of their unspoken love for y’all - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Ok Kieran. This is so beautiful ❤️❤️ (WhatsApp comment from a very dear friend)
Kieran said…
Thanks, Florence. The love of our parents inspires us to strive to give the same gift to our children - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Hey! You are on a roll! You churn these out like a machine! All great! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 (WhatsApp comment from a schoolfriend)
Kieran said…
Thanks @⁨Somnath Hegde⁩

One of the basic principles of one-art-a-day is to live in the moment.

Each day starts with a blank page, nothing from the past carries over.

After 300+ paintings, I’m just going with the flow, embracing the highs and the lows. There’s no other way - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Beautiful words about your time with your father. Moments to cherish. (WhatsApp comment from a childhood friend)
Kieran said…
Thanks, Roy. I know your Dad was quite a remarkable man as well. - Kieran

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