Childhood is generally a happy glorious dream. We all look back to it with longing delight.Growing in years seem to be leaving a glory behind a radiance that is no more a joy that wil; probably not come again in LIFE!

FOR MY DAD..........

Your's are the HANDS that raised me and guided me,
When I was small,
the HANDS that lifted me, to laugh at the sky,
and held me when I was hurt and afraid...............
Your's is the voice I could RECOGNIZE even before I could talk,
the VOICE that could calm me, comfort me,
And quiet my fears with just a single word,
Your's are the eyes that I looked into,
that could say so much to me with just a glance,
eyes that have smiled at me through all the years,
in good time and bad; then and now,
DAD, ................
you're the one I'VE always loved and always will so very much .


I MISS U TOOO MUCH ........DAD...

MOM.............

She gave me Birth and bore the pain,
All through the years she took care,
Selflessly and joyously
Though at times I could be a nightmare.

SHE helped me take the FIRST STEP,
My first word "MAMA" made her 'cry'
Sweet and Unruffled, She is my "ANGEL"
In her loving presence my TEARS always DRY

Whenever I was ill, She was by my side,
Tending, caring as only a MOTHER can,
With her around my problems never could stay
And doubt, a dilemma, a thousand miles ran,

She gave me WINGS and said " now fly"
Scale, shoot, the world is YOUR STAGE
You have my LOVE, you have my BLESSING,
For a PERFORMANCE there is no Cage.