Thursday, October 1, 2015

They become child again

Walking behind him
Fearing he may fall
Watching his steps
Is it same as it was yesterday ?
He keeps walking
Sometimes climbing broken steps
Sometimes walking on torn roads
Papa, be careful ! ...
Body not catching up with his age
He ignores !
He declares he is veteran
Silver hairs on his head
Showing the years of life he lived
Let me hold your hand ...
No dear...don't fear
I will be careful child
Scorching sun or rain
Nothing will stop him
Dad ...sufficient for today
You can do next day
Few more minutes he say
Remembering his words ,after  60  parents   they behave like child!
True !
He continues with his tools

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