Another year has passed by and he has completed 12 years
Yet before he was born, we had shed, yearning for a baby many a tears
In the closet of heart, there were umpteen hidden fears
That caused untold agony and anguish full of sears;
Our prayers to God were not in vain
As the Lord of the heavens listened to our pain
Blessing us with a lovely child, to remove the blain
We thus welcomed him ever so lovingly in all fain;
Into our lives, came sweeping the light
Foisting upon the illness and killing the overbearing plight
This was a Child sanctified with God’s special might
With powers that be to quell every single blight;
Childhood is a time, forever, to be treasured
This period can never be in any terms measured
Once bygone, you realize you should not have censured
Rather walked with the child, toe to toe, in a manner reassured;
Truth be told, you don’t realize the intricate beauty of the moment
The intonations, modulations, expressions and the various movements
Have to be lived and breathed with them without any judgments
Yet, as adults most of us live in a puzzled state with complete bemusement;
After all these years, you heave a sigh full of grief
Oh dear, haven’t I missed the growing years that was all but brief
Won’t it ever resuscitate for me to relive the glorious days full of mischief
I am willing to lay down my life to be mirthful again with my butter thief;
Childhood is a phase in life that’s eponymous with divinity and Innocence
It’s embellished with indefatigable dreams that are full of magnificence
Sinful, it is to restrain the envisioning power glowing with incandescence
If you curtail them, from venturing into uncharted territories they shell with quiescence;
Have I been a good father, in reality, I often wonder?
What it is to be a good father, I also ponder
Is it just to provide him with what he wants or to be fonder?
To listen, understand and be the light to reach the destination that’s yonder
In Life, one thing is a continuous process and that is learning
Embers within the heart need to have a constant yearning;
And from now, I take an oath to walk hand in hand with my young son
As he seeks to achieve his myriad dreams, he will have all my support and foison;
Life, hitherto, has been a lovely journey, that has had its sojourn and fringes
Yet, none to the extent that it would relieve the house of its hinges;
We are bolted within through the strong bond of love, care and affection
One has not truly, yet felt the gruesome depth of life’s affliction;
Life, as you know, my child, is but fabulous and glorious
And who is responsible for it to be so virtuous and victorious
Parents who have given us the conviction to lead a life of piety yet be imperious
In dire situations, which we does face with a spouse who is just prodigious;
So, what do I wish and pray for you on this magnificent day
Forebode all negativeness and keep them at bay
Rise up with vigour and with complete conviction proclaim like a fay
Here comes the conqueror that’s fearsome like none the world has seen, so make way;
Happy birthday little birdie…fly away…with absolute abandon…in search of life’s calling…
With Love…Mom and Dad…
Beautiful Life 