A Tribute To My Father Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar
A Tribute To My Father
Holding the little finger of your hand,
Walking on the mounds of paddy field,
Watching the dancing of green weeds,
Like the cuscuta weed in tomato field;
Watching greenery in the wet sand,
Teaching me to pluck the parasitic weeds,
Like sparrow teaching young to pick seeds
Helping paddy to grow with a healthy blend
Taking me out everyday morning,
For a long paddy field walking,
Sparking a practice of dreaming
To be focused on becoming something;
I owe you for what I am,
You taught me to be a man,
With values I will live till I am,
You took me around to show our world,
Like the Sun taking the planets around,
Whenever I needed, You were there around
Like the sun, moon, planets going round and round
Teaching virtues which were in you profound,
Like the Egyptian sphinx on a mountain mound,
Giving the books of Jesus & Vivekananda
Helping me to find divine ananda,
In those ancient sermons of Vedas
And the verses of sage Sarvajna;
a wonderful inimitable tribute to your father. truly one of its kind. thanks for sharing.
A few persons are bestowed with good father of values. By good actions done in the previous births, one is given the privilege of having such great father. At your later half of life your gratitude poem to your father is a wonder.
what a heartfelt touching poem. you were blessed to have a father who taught you about living and life.i think words are not enough to express what we feel for our parents, but you have managed it with beautiful imagery. i think i travelled with you in time.10 for that
It’s a two-way esteem One to propel the energies Other to get enhanced with obedience This is the blend of the family life Relationship cherished Values endorsed. Enjoyed reading this tribute. Thank you.
beautiful poem...on one of the best relationship in the world......well done
fantastic poem, i love my dad so much and reading this poem i can see how much you love your dad and respect him.... you are lucky to get a wonderful dad, and his love for you has made you write this poem..
Fantastic...who is lucky? ..you or your father...both for having each other...you're a perfect son.remarks beyond stars
That is the greatest encomium a son can pay to his prathyaksha dheivam!
though we become parents ourselves, how we wish parents are forever! if u've time i've one on 'parents' n 'for my father' n 'a mother in mourning'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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'I owe you for what I am, You taught me to be a man, With values I will live till I am' I liked these lines very much..The very thought of paying tribute to your father is to be applauded. :) Nice poem.