Through the corner of her eye
she catches me, fumbling with
my blackberry's key. Taps on my
shoulder; says, “ Pop - I am here”.
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...and so life changes as we juggle children, and so many other responsibilities. Nikunj, you invited me into your home, heart and your daughter's world of magical fun. The last stanza rolls stunningly. 10 love Karin
Strings that resonate between a daughter and a father have enlightened a very motivational tune of life in this poem...10/10.
The most beautiful strings ever played are the ones a daughter plays with her father. Keep her close Nikunj these moments are life long treasured memories.10
wonderful composition of strings, a representation of relationship and attention...well done! ! !
Hi Nikunj I liked your poem very much. I could just picture the scene and the dilemma. You made a good choice.: -) I loved the way you worked your way to a really lovely conclusion. Thanks. Haven't heard from you since I gave the pseudonyms. Is everything ok? Hope all you are well. Kind regards Monica alias 'Elayna'
'Time moves, even if hour's hand doesn't show. Nothing can bring back the moments of fun. In life there's no playback option.' But this nice poem you wrote Nikunj, will be there for posterity.
a ice one nikunj.we all face the same problem of wanting to be with our children and trying desperately to juggle the family and the work and the children are the most affected.thanks
Lovely...those moments you spend with your daughter are irreplacable. Take care. As always, Sandra
Our time is precious and life is so short we must be very careful how we spend it. Excellent! '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn Lott
Niks..don't mind but i've found this one as the best of all that i've read till now in your page. tat's all i can say.