08 Februari, 2009

Ananta to papa


"Papa, your hands strongly hold me,
and you will be there to catch me
when I fall.


But as I grow older,
I promise to stand on my own
and will soon cope with everything
when I fall, myself,
because you have taught me
that sooner or later
I must go on my way
with your hand taking mine no more."



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