Saturday, 9 August 2014

Note 38 : Fathers day notes

They are all that is to life... Life support more like..

The road I travel, the middle ground...
with green fields on one end..sun blazing..the road, hence, shining..

That's where they are..my girls

The other end, a bottomless pit that this world is . - We'll not talk about it today..

Two little cubs, lionesses some days and floating doves on others..As summer breeze and warmth in snow..

Calling me paapaa..Joe.. Daddy !! The protective wall..the invisible blanket..selfless love..

Do you need walls in an empty house, the blanket undefined without those who cuddle beneath it.. Love..just a word unless reciprocated..

I am what my girls define me to be.. Younger in their mischiefs ..older in covering them..

So, on fathers day, it's them I'm thankin.. It's them am asking to celebrate. Because what is a mind without thots, and thots they are..pretty little dancing fairy frock thots.




Hdk 

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