Hi Friends,

I present you yet another poem that I wrote 3 year back. Its an emotional one, since I wrote it for the most loving person in my life - My Respected Father.

It was his birthday and he always reads my poems and doesnt say much, but Mum tells me that he is fond of your wiritng skills. He praises you in front of thers but never tell it to you.

I thouhgt why not to wrtie something for him and present him on his birthday.

It took around 18 days to write this piece. I am not sayig this to prove how much I have toiled for this, but surely it was the hardest one to complete.

So here is that art for you all....

Dedicated to all Fathers - who are Gods for us all...

Tiny Fingers, tiny little eyes,

Born is a baby to some tearful eyes.

Lies the baby into his cozy arms,

And “HE” promises to shower every possible charms.

The small little baby grows day by day,

And “HE” takes his care what come may?

Sleepless were the nights, tough were the days,

“He” bears the pains that come his ways.

Supports him in whatever way “HE” can,

Proud is “HE” when he (Son) turns (in) a Man.

“HE” is the one who understands him very well,

And helps him to come out of the shell (Of Immaturity)

Cannot “HE” say how much he loves him?

But true is the fact that “HE” really adores him.

Fulfills his wishes by forgetting his own,

Teaches him life and makes him known.

Nothing “HE” owes to us,

But WE owe everything to HIM,

“HE” expects nothing from us,

But wishes a mere care for HIM.

Lucky are the people who have such a gift from God !

God ! may not come but sends HIM for his Accord.

Life is a boon in “HIS” heavenly shelter,

Yes “HE” is the one your Beloved Loving

Father……

Dinesh P Acharya

11/09/06

Let me know your comments and your thoughts on the same.

Dinesh