That Summer Morning

On a cold summer morning

I got my phone ringing.

Thinking it was a prank

I ignored and stared at a blank.

A return call message I received

I dialed, hoping I am not deceived.

I heard someone on the other line

Sobbing, crying, weeping.

“He’s gone”, was all I can hear

I wept, I cried ’till I can’t bear.

‘Twas that summer morning

I heard the news of you leaving.

You left without saying goodbye

It broke my heart in pieces, I could die.

The sun was shining

But the rain came pouring.

Every drop of the rain

Is every drop of my pain.

Will someone wakes me up

“You’re dreaming, get up”.

But reality holds true

You’re gone, didn’t know what to do.

Today I woke up with a raindrop falling

A reminder of how much I am longing.

For I remembered, every drop of the rain

Is every drop of my pain.

It’s been seven years dad

And I still felt bad.

On that cold summer morning

You left me while it was raining.

I miss you dad, please come back.



The day I started my summer rain theme, was the same day I didn’t know what to write, and the very same day the first heavy summer rain fell.
As the rain came pouring, I kept writing.
Its been a month though.
You all enjoyed my summer rain theme as much as I enjoyed writing them.
Little did I know that this is not just simply about inspiration to write..or a spike for my stats…or a way to touch your hearts.

Today I woke up with a promise I’d move on to another theme.

But then I opened my window curtain and saw the raindrops falling.

And it hit me…

On this very same occasion seven years ago as I opened my window curtain looking at the summer rain falling, that I was told my dad, passed away.

Now I understand where my “summer rain” theme came all the way.

Thanks, Dad you never left me all along.

You lead me to this day. On your death anniversary. As I write each poem. I poured out every single emotion there was in me. That today, I felt a lot better. Better than those early years you were gone.

Thanks, Dad… you truly are amazing..even when you are gone!!!



Published by michnavs

Philippine-born Michelle Navajas, currently residing in Malaysia. Michelle authored the book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars” for PWW during their Million Stars campaign. Graduated with a Master of Education majoring in English in the Philippines, Michelle was a former college professor, teaching literature, speech & oral communication, creative writing, drama, and theatre arts. Michelle is active in her writing profession and works as a freelance creative writer. Michelle passionately blogs at, where you can find her prose and poetry on love, life, motherhood, and her advocacy on abuse and violence. A published author on Spillwords NYC Her poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. kindly go check the following links – –

69 thoughts on “That Summer Morning

  1. Oh! I am ever so sorry, Mich. You have penned this with so much love. It’s clear to see how much you love and miss your dad. Sending you loads of hugs 😘😘😘

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      1. You are so blessed Mich (do I call you Mich??)–not everyone has wonderful parents, as I’m sure you must know. I wish I’d had parents that inspire “nice” poems…so much wounding still yet to be healed, and since they’re gone, there are no more chances for reconciliation.

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      2. yes Mich would be fine..and I am indeed lucky to have wonderful parents. to yours time heals all wounds they say…and I wish it does the same magic to you..


  2. oh my dear. my tears. i cannot fight back the tears. and goosebumps. wow. wow. the pain. the longing. and the hope. the love. oh my dear. he loves you. and i am sure you loves him back. huuuuugs!

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  3. This had the tears flowing within me also Mich.. And those we love who have returned home often find a way to get their messages across.. And I know all your posts, you have been Healing in the Rain..
    Sending warm hugs dear friend.. Love to you xxx Sue ❤

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      1. ohh thank you will go check that out…

        my dad passed away years ago (7 years) but it felt like hust just yesterday. ..


  4. I’m so sorry for your loss
    But believe me, Ua dad will always be with you…. Right in your heart…. 😘😘…. And his love for u will sparkle with each and every heartbeat of yours 💖

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  5. That was such a beautifully written poem and it struck dread in me. This is my one deep-seated fear about living away from my parents in another country. Your poem captured it and I cannot even begin to imagine the pain and loss that phone call brought your way. Hugs from this new stranger.

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    1. Thanks so much. ..indeed we just have to be the best kind of children to our parents whenever we have the chance…we never knew how long will they’ll be with us…and yes that phone call was and still to this date the longest most dreadful one minute call of my life…

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      1. I lost my mom 3 years ago on Valentine’s day . The world is so foggy now. To lose both of my parents in a short amount of time is rough. Our loved ones are Watching Over Us and protecting us. Stay strong!

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  6. I have been reading through your poems mich, and this one is from way back, but it is SO moving. I feel I understand. I lost my Dad too. The poem is beautiful


      1. You sre so right there. And mine was the thing that started cataclysmic events for me. No we never forget


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