Love Unasked
reminds me of the harsh rivers we swam across
and grappling mountains we clambered
when storms of disparity crushed through our way
where misery accompanied us on our sunless days
i'll always remember father's laughter
as we read our travailing stories
one too many aloud for the Gods to hear
the wrinkles on the corners of his mouth
never failed to kindle a speck of joy
watering the floors of our dried soul
when our tears, they ran out
sleepless moons taught me lullabies
he used to sing
patting my heavy laden head
on the comfort of his lap
love,
This i know,
the one that came unasked
expecting nothing
but everything good under the Sun
to fill my cup
in the years after them
till our last breath
my dear amma & appa
By Jessica John Posko
Instagram: @poetrychips
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