Till I could stand on my own little feet
Till words like "mamma" "papa", I learnt to speak
Till I knew where money from the plant was spent
Till I understood where, after the Christmas, santa went
Till I believed that all the dead people were stars
Till I loved playing with teddies and toy cars
Till I included God in all my guest lists
Till I realized that Tom and Jerry don't really exist
Till I stopped hating the colour of my school dress
Till I found out how I could beat you in those games of chess
Till I was taught that to win some we may lose few
Till I developed my own point of view
You were there with me at every crossroad of time
Holding my little hand…
Making way for each step of mine.
And now as I stand on the threshold of life
Ready to take steps on my own….
People around want me
To accept your non-existence.
I refuse to abet.
Because I can feel your presence
In my memories…in my life…
In everything I do.
I love to believe that you are there with me
And will be…..
Till…….my last breath.
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