Till I could stand on my own little feet

[cuterimza]

Till I could stand on my own little feet
Till words like “mammaâ€ÂÂ￾ â€ÂÂ￾papaâ€ÂÂ￾, I learnt to speak

Till I knew where money from the plant was spent
Till I understood where, after the Christmas, santa went

Till I believed that all the dead people were stars
Till I loved playing with teddies and toy cars

Till I included God in all my guest lists
Till I realized that Tom and Jerry don’t really exist

Till I stopped hating the colour of my school dress
Till I found out how I could beat you in those games of chess

Till I was taught that to win some we may lose few
Till I developed my own point of view

You were there with me at every crossroad of time
Holding my little hand…
Making way for each step of mine.

And now as I stand on the threshold of life
Ready to take steps on my own….
People around want me
To accept your non-existence.

But
I refuse to abet.
Because I can feel your presence
In my memories…in my life…
In everything I do.

I love to believe that you are there with me
And will be…..
Till…….my last breath.

[pratikjain]

Thanks a lot for that post. It was a beautiful-beautiful heart touching poem.