My letter... Hariye jaoa The old brown book(my diary) Erasmos....... Peace.....

My letter...

I can feel you within me "My Child"
You are a Dream of That "Passionate Night"
seen with your father,
With love and passion together...

Night changed to day, day to night...
always I holded you with care and might...
Nobody in this world can be so
"attached" with you..
Even if you find in the "few"

May be your eyes are numb now..
.............But I can feel how.......
Your soft nimble fingers are trembling and shaking....
It is you who is God's "Amazing Making".....

You will be seeing this "worldly sea"
where you will find others Without "me"....
Never loose hope, never leave any scope...

When you will see the Light....
I will no more be into "your" sight......!
I will always hold you and be your "guiding star"
However you grow up and reach wide and far!

sookannya


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