O, my gracious child...!
O, my gracious child...!
Come back to your poor dad...!
You have, so far, been so mild
How can you make me so sad?
I am all the time dreaming
of holding my little angel into my lap,
and my heart keeps brimming
With love...but alas now only a hap!
My heart wishes to caress
your curly hair again with these hands;
your tiny gentle face to press
with my hairy chest, soothing my glands;
Your rosy softy cheeks to kiss
and see you making that cute smile;
sing lullaby, my child, to please
and see you amazed by my guile(s):
I want all those days to come back
O, my gracious child...!
Devanshu Patel
12/31/2018
Heart of gracious child needs grace of a devotional father. Grace motivates mind. Tenderness is well reflected in this poem. This is an amazing and brilliant poem very beautifully penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Children are always a joy to parents! Grandchildren are even dearer! Their presence adds joy to the house. When they are away, their absence will be deeply felt! Then the only alternative is to fondle the memories of holding them or planting kisses on their cheeks and imagining them giving us a sweet smile! I feel the love of a father keeps creating waves of joy in your heart.....!