Dad Poem by Sadashivan Nair

Dad



I am your dad,
Hold my finger,
And learn to walk;
First few steps are arduous,
Hold my finger tight;
Life ahead is tough,
May have thorns,
May have bumpy terrain,
Be wakeful on each step you move;
Dad's hands always over your head,
As a brolly for shade;
In bad and tough times,
Follow you as shadow,
to keep you move;

© sadashivan nair 

Friday, October 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dad,daddy,daughter,father,son
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