R.I.P. Dear Dad

It was this day, my father died, A score and three years back; One early morn, while he lay ill, And children were around. He had double pneumonia: With diabetes too; We could not do much about it, With three children, doctors. The sudden death anguished us all, But he was pretty old; The way he reared us still remains A puzzle unraveled! From humble beginnings, he rose To be a learned man; He taught and spoke in unmatched style That put the world dumbfound! A man of principles so good, You hardly can find one; God was his friend, despite all strife; He kept his simple ways! The love and care he showed were great; He was so erudite; His piety lit up his face In everything he did! Oh, what a father great, we lost - A void that none could fill; His life and work evergreen stays In hearts of all children. Our home is dark without this light, Which is a star in sky; He goads us all to follow him, And reach celestial heights! O God, we plead and cry and pray, ‘May his soul rest in peace'; He earned his heaven, while on earth, A righteous soul did cease!