I dream of the good old times
when mom dropped me to school.
She tied my hair, prepared my tiffin
and taught me to follow every rule.
I dream of the days I was a tiny tot
and daddy took me for rides.
Standing ahead on the scooter, I felt as though
I was flying with the birds in the high skies.
I dream of those days my teachers
spoke high of me to mom and dad.
They felt so proud and happy
that smile was the best they had.
Times changed, and now….
I dream of the day
I will go home
My hardwork shall pay
the moment I see the open door.
My mother shall be in tears
and I in her lap
She will caress me for years
till it’s time to go back.
My father will be the happiest in ages
he will hug me and kiss me
He will express his love in stages
and inspire and bless me.
My siblings will have a hundred stories
of what happened when I wasn’t around.
Together we’ll relish fruits and berries
that we’ll now not fight for.
My mother will cook the best savouries
my father will not stop till I drop
He will fill my plate with memories
and scold me when i refuse to take any more.
We will huddle together on the sofa
and watch TV and laugh
We will sleep together on the terrace
wishing for nights longer, days half.
May those days last a lifetime
may the golden sun never set
May my sleep last some more time
because my dream is not reality yet…
Dear God, bless my family
keep them strong, healthy and happy.
You gave them to me as a boon
may we meet soon, really soon!