I peeped open my eyes, Oh! The world had changed..

The soft hum I enjoyed for last few months, was nowhere around, nowhere in range…

I saw you mum, carrying me in your arms,

With a tear in dad’s eye, was it grief, O no! u both smiled with joy…

As times flew by, I often asked why, Were you ever so cautious,

Bold for me, for yourself shy..

Pushing me to ride the wind, to sail in skies,

To wear the smile, even carrying piles..

To face the storm, to see the best, To tend to all and ace life quest…

Oh, in your shoes, now I see,

The world as it was and what you made it for me..

An irony should I say, Or a unique miracle,

You were the baton for my strength, The sun for my sight..

The ground I could stand on, The wings for my flight…