A unique relationship.
Son + Father.
Y to Y.
Fathers in series,
To sons down the trees.
We talk less.
We write rare.
We are in touch.
Silences.
A tear there,
A tear here.
Two drops make an ocean.
A poem by Hardik Mahesh Vaidya.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very touching poem Hardik. Having two sons of my own, this poem strikes home. 'We are in touch. Silences. A tear there, a tear here, two drops make an ocean'. At times fathers are in touch, but don't communicate heart to heart the way their sons wish they would. A sense of sadness filters through this poem Hardik, you've touched my heart with the two drops of tears. Appreciate this thoughtful poem. RoseAnn