To My Daughter On Her Wedding Day
Fly away my sweet butterfly,
it is time now to bid you good bye,
you always will be a part of me,
fly now to your own family tree.
memories freshen as time goes by,
some with a smile, some with a sigh,
as years roll on and weathers change,
I shall learn without you to manage.
spring will pour in new many flowers,
early mist and the morning showers,
Christmas then and the winter snow,
Warm Aprils and the Autumnal glow,
every leaf, every whiff of breeze,
would trigger your thoughts for a tease,
I shall hide my tears behind a smile,
for coming years and for a while,
till age puts some more grey on me,
shall let everything you left, just be,
so to feel your presence though away,
till you choose to visit me one day,
to freshen the moments that are lost,
to brighten the present with some past,
Fly away my sweet butterfly,
it is time now to say good bye,
you will always be a part of me,
and proud part of our family tree!!
To my daughter Divya on her wedding day
8/9th September 2022
Copyright © Krish Radhakrishna | Year Posted 2022
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