Mera sometimes senti Dad
While growing up, my Dad wasn't around much since he was posted out a lot. I started writing letters to my father when I was 8 years old and the habit continued till the cyber bug bit me. (Ouch!) He isn't much for writing letters but every once in a while, he's pen down a few words of wisdom (mostly his own) and send them across. Today when going through my little box of treasures I came upon this: I had just started my very first semester in law school (My first stint away from home (FREEDOM!!!)) and I received a letter from Dad. (Surprise surprise) Here a poem by Alice E Chase that he sent across along with the letter. To My Grownup Child My hands were busy through the day; I didn't have much time to play The little games you asked me to. I didn't have much time for you. I'd wash your clothes, I'd sew and cook, But when you'd bring your picture book And ask me, please, to share your fun, I'd say " A little later, ...