I was cleaning the wardrobe and came across a poem written by my sister when my father passed away that was 10 years back.
With tears in my eyes i feel to write a saga of my father’s 50 years of existence
But the Heart says i will not, Eyes says i will not drop tears and the Hands says i shall not write
Remembrance is a treasure stored in the valley of Heart, the more you get into it the more more your remember
If at all god has the mercy he should have given us few moments to touch him and fill our heart with the last moment.
Deepest regret was that we were not his side when he really needed us.
WE MISS U DAD