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Ode to my father
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innocence The silent love
i had not known
the bittersweet way
in which i have grown
the selfless days
that I have been given
and all the time
I have been living
from winter's delightful breeze
to autumns cold nights
you have been there by my side
one hand to hold tight
in my darkest hour of sorrow
and my brightest moment still
you have been there watching and guiding
my way through the rugged and rocky hill.
Dear Ronit
I literally panicked receiving a note in my junk because lately I am plagued by spam, false id, and too much garbage.
Quickely I checked back at Post Poem to find out what was really going on and found your poems under innocence.
Ode to my father is one of the most touching tribute to your father.
Every line has subtle expression of the very subtle emotional attachment to the father - someone who gives selflessly world's most precious treasure - love.
Hindi is National language so you can guess...
Yes, I am a Bong
Regards
Jayati Gupta