Journey with my Father

Tiny little fingers holding very tight,
They embarked on a journey as a moving light.
Months passed, Years rolled,
Every little moment was a precious delight!

Love wrapped in dhoti,
And all great values as virtue,
A simple man among the ordinary,
Life was a breeze, but more than merry.

He was with me in every travel,
He walked with me in all the gravel.
 Life was a thorn in many occasions,
But, he withstood strong as the ocean.

He is my father alias ‘Mother’,
His care is beyond compare.
I have grown tall and my world is big,
Still, I am always his tiny twig.