Poetry

The Moment

The moment I waited for hours at end, to be with my dad

The moment I waited to tittle-tattle with my dad

The moment I waited to disclose the adoration to my dad

But by a twist of fate, my father became favourite to God forever

Thereupon, the moment persists without expressing it, the entire time..

 

~P Jyothi

Port Blair, India

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