On His Birthday
In midst of searching the meaning of life.. God answered it in the name of A little prince..
A journey of happiness started on a day of Easter 3 years back giving a resurrection to us.. !!
A bigger transformation of him seeing the colours and lights to making the life colorful and brighter..
When far, I made myself busy by missing you.. When near, I made myself free by letting everything flew..
How heavy heart could be for the day but the moment that starts with you melts it snowy.. How difficult could be the life of the day but sharing it into your ears before sleep when none hears is always a furnace of sorrows and difficulties..
Your unanswerable questions , Unrelatable names , Unstoppable doubts makes exciting and lovable loss of energy !
Experiencing you , I don't miss now to dream how my childhood was.. certainly it would had been naughty mischievous tiring Gene!!
Dancing with you.. Going for a drive with seat belt on... Calling you my prince makes me feel a good friend is on the way!!
Wish you a long life my son!!
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Wrote this on my son s 3rd birthday.