LOVE YOU DAD


(BAAJ on  Roj Ram, Mah Khordad)

Time helps us to cope up and move on; but my wounds haven't yet healed.

Twelve years is a fairly long time; that time was given, to me heal; but didn't yield.

Fail to understand His ways I have, under trauma immense, I reeled.

When Mom left us, you n Jer Mummy helped me,  with  the loss to cope.

But  alone n orphaned I felt, the day you left; for support, I did *****.

Drowned in sorrow,  helpless I felt; when for your survival there was no hope.

Put up a brave front we often do and to strong remain,  we  pretend;

But actually in reality need we our guardian, a gardener who to us  can  tend.

That loving hand I will always miss,  who  guided me at every difficult bend.

In  Heaven, happily with Mom  may you always spiritually progress.  

Guide us n help us siblings to here live with your principles high. We shouldn't digress.

These days, during these times trying,  everything just seems to be in a  mess.

Your Anar prays, Tamune Goarathman behest hojoji.

Armin Dutia Motashaw