It was a time long back, a time I don't remember,
when this lad sprang up from nowhere,
He loved to jump, to pounce and fall,
eventhough he was held by you,
tightly.
Then the hourglass turned again,
He grew up from peeing in your lap,
to a schoolboy who always reached out,
for that fountain pen you wouldn't lend,
anyone but me.
I wondered why you left early morning,
with that satchel hugging your back,
and came back tired with the day's ways,
faking a smiile, that still comforted,
our bond, our reality.
I remember how I used to cry,
when the next day, you dressed to leave again,
I wonder if I ever grew,
because today, I did the same.
I wish I had something in my glut,
that could come out and tell you somehow,
that I care, I love you a lot,
yesterday, tomorrow and now.
I wonder if I'll ever be able,
to give it back, this life,
but there's a heart of mine, that promises.
no matter how tables turn,
even if the happiness somehow vanishes,
making way for something sad
I'll hide it all for you,
and explore it all through your index finger,
I'll never let loose, dad.
