When I was six and he was thirty six,
I was very shy and a scary-poo at school,
The heavy loads in my small satchel,
Class teacher with big gigantic glasses,
Annoyed me unknown crowd with same dresses,
His large palm on my wee hands..
Boost me up, his magical words,
“Don’t worry, Im there...”
My tiny hands were no longer tiny,
Soon I turned into my initial teens,
Out of school in this bad world,
Admissions, career, tension and I
Was lost in search of correct decision,
His hand on my shoulder..
Made me bold, his magical words,
“Don’t worry, Im there...”
I grew up into a big girl now,
Shoes were transformed into Hi-heels,
School dress was out into the waste,
This made place for my low-waist jeans,
Things were changing and that scared me,
His sweet snuggle..
Gave me comfort, his magical words,
“Don’t worry, Im there...”
The black gown, big hat n the Certificate,
He was proud to see me stand on my own feet
Tighten his collar and broaden his smile,
When I kept my first salary in his hands,
But deep wrenching fear ran within me,
His lovely hugs to me..
Built my confidence, his magical words,
“Don’t worry, Im there...”
Wet eyes and feeling of departing,
Its time for me to step into a new family,
I know he will always be there for me,
Coz there’s no one in world, whom I love more,
I believe Daddy won’t let me fall,
His kiss on my forehead..
Kept me happy, his magical words,
“Don’t worry, Im there...”
Hats off to u... Thank You, Dear Father.
