Papa We Will Not Forget You

Ever lose a loved? and then feel so alone?.....RIP.... this was a poem of inspiration that I wrote for my father who departed from us May 16, 2009...

It's only been a month and it still feels like yesterday... Oh how he was so loved by many and would still want the rest of us to continue his dream. This is dedicated to My Father , John Baptist Otto P'Oyat....

so please take a moment to .... here it goes....

Papa We Will Not Forget You

Papa we will not forget you, no matter what

Papa you’ve always been there for me, even times I surely felt I could not come to you, it just took a bit of time to think of all the ways I could humble myself enough to speak to you
Times changed, I grew up a little, but no matter what things I was involved in, I could only think about you and if what I was doing would please you. So highly I took your opinion. I would mention your wisdom to my friends, thinking how strong you stayed at mom’s side and with all of us. Praising God for all the days we had moments to prepare for anything, whether it be church , a school project or presentations .

As painful as it is to see you not physically here, I can surely say what a great job you’ve done . You showed us Love in every way. Not only in us, but in everyone that you encountered a conversation with .

Through your smiles, neither one of us knew how deep the physical pain you bore in your flesh. No one could truly ever know the answers that linger in our minds.
Some answers need not be answered , for they were marked days before we knew how to even cry. Now,Who to cry on ?and who to teach me to ride a bike or drive a car? Um , It was you papa that inspired me to be strong and have determination.
So you see as you know, papa, it is far too difficult to forget you, for as we know it will never happen.



But before I say goodbye to your physical being, I wish this prayer to all of us us that live on for you.

My prayer for my parents love
If only I could make you proud
Each day I think of the things that you wished for even before my day had arrived
My emotions are getting the best of me
If only I could honor you beyond your days
I think of the dreams you had before I entered this world
Pondering what if I had never been born, what kind of life would you have had?
Did I interrupt your world?
How so did I bring joy to your world?
Upon my arrival began the voyage of stress, the thoughts of how you would feed, clothe, soothe and care for me
Upon those days you lived to make a life suitable for me
Yet in days I did not understand your wisdom and benevolence
But as you are laid to rest in the soil, shall you never worry that I am cared for
As connected the other branches are here, Mom, my brothers and sisters and our beloved family and friends
Never will there be a true end , because we will all meet once again, with a path fulfilled and a dream served only with his plan.

Papa , we will never forget you,
Father no matter what, we will never forget you.
For where you are in many ways we will all be here too



~Lawino Julia Otto~