My eyes met his
Mine portrayed fear
While his were clear
I ran towards him
He took me by my hands
And lifted me above the sands
From there all I could see was his face
They were full of grace
I was captivated by him
Neither the midnight moon
Nor the sun at noon
Radiated this grace
My confounded mind rested at peace
My fears were at ease
He made me feel like heaven
Well! I was just seven
Years rolled by
I grew to be him
My talks, My thoughts;
Were similar to his
For he being my FATHER
Who else will resemble him but ME!!
