Sonnet I. Farewell to a World War II Veteran
No, I won't let my sorrow overfill
this solemn moment when you take your leave.
Although my soul and heart may deeply grieve,
your jovial spirit warms this parting chill.
Our earthly life is but a journey, Dad,
wherein there are those goals we should achieve.
You've done well in this life, I do believe,
so I should celebrate however sad.
Hail and salute to you, O father dear!
for all those things a true son may perceive.
My love and gratitude oh please receive
and bring with you as keepsake over there.
In God is rest. You will forever live!
-- Jose Rizal M. Reyes
July 4, 2011 Monday 5:09 a.m.
The poem here was composed as I grappled with the pain of loss during the first hour of my father's parting. I kept this piece at 13 lines so it wouldn't be counted as a sonnet. At that time, I pegged at 2000 the number of sonnets I could write. I set an additional quota of 154 for replying to the 154 Shakesperian sonnets. That's a total of 2,154 sonnets, a mystical number. But earlier this year, I decided to allocate 10,000 and 1 slots for new sonnets. I further decided to adopt this poem as the first piece in the new sonnet series.