father's day
I had a dream... Papa, my dear papa smiling at me All of us enjoying a lazy sunday... Wait... I wake up... It's 4 am, Oh, but he's not here He is nowhere... He is with God... Must be cooking him delicious dishes... The pain the yearning oh what do I do... Wish I could discuss all the problems He was always the one with solutions If there were no solutions, still he was near Cause a father always says.. I am here na Why do you fear ... Yes that's how father's are... Mom we need I am always sure But father's, they give and never show They protect, love and cherish the kids But let mom take the credit for all this When he returns from office He takes another role All are waiting to bombard him with complaints of the day He is now a judge to whom they all pray He has to listen to think and negotiate Mom says scold them don't be late He winks at children or may even scold He has to be best diplomat so he is told... Toiling to earn a living and spending it all on u