As a child
I remember looking up to him
I remember my parent’s joy at his presence.
I remember peeping through the kitchen door
to see his face without being seen.
the sound of his hearty laugh,
the brightness of his eyes,
the firmness of his hand when he carried me.
As a grown woman
I remember seeing him
his bright eyes were still there,
but now they were deep
with wisdom of years ago.
His kind words were still there,
but now I could hear them
in his gestures.
I could feel is hearty laugh
in his silence.
A Few days ago,
I heard he was gone
and the world stood still for a moment.
I wish I had seen him more…
I wish I had spoken to him more…
I wish I had laughed with him more…
but he’s gone to rest now
and I know he knew
he’ll live on in my heart.
Dedicated to my dearest Uncle – Mr Adeniran.