मेरी कलम से

We miss your face; you were taken too soon. Your beaming smile that lit up the room, Those cheeky dimples and twinkle in your eye. We keep asking ourselves why, oh why? why, did you have to go? We miss your cuddles and loving pat on our head, Those lessons which taught us, how difficult to earn bread. The way you gave us strength when we were feeling weak. In every difficult situation, your suggestions only we used to seek We miss how you cared and protected us so. But why, oh why, did you have to go? We miss your voice and how you used to scold, While crossing the road, our hands , how tightly you used to hold. How hard day and night you used to work, to get us a good education, and then a place where we could proudly work. We miss how you stood for us when we felt low, But why, oh why, did you have to go? You always listen to what your daughters say, then why are you doing this today. without you how we will live God, Is this the result of our prayer? How you c