A Father's Heart

I've never got a chance to wonder at your tender hands, about the size of my thumb..

Never to have seen you crawl on the floor..

Tapping your hands inquisitively on the walls and door...

Your tears like fresh dewdrops on winter night..

As you kept falling trying to match little steps left and right...

Since when you had grown into a little princess I'd hardly have known..

Riding horses, fighting demons and harnessing tornadoes fully grown...

I'd have loved to stare in awe with the world gone mute..

As you brought rains on earth with the magic of your flute...

To my long lost days of glory ; my age, my skin's wrinkles would regain..

As your innocence would shine on me inspiring to take life head-on once again...

I'd become your son and you my mother in reverse parenting roles..

And just like I used to, you'd teach and guide me now to meet life's goals...

Then finally that awful day for me would arrive..

The most memorable day in your life...

When I'll have to bid you adieu..

To see you migrate from one life to another new...

My tears would not have dried till then..

I see you as happy as you used to be with me, from heaven...

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