Seven Long Months

Seven months went ,
Seven years gone .
I lived my life to the fullest ,
In the span of this years tent .
Four months were Happy ,
Last three were sad .
Yet its okay because ,
God has always left something good left for a lovers mad .

Happy Fathers Day

For My Dearest Papa !



Everything I've done ,

I've done because of you .

Everything I am ,

I am because of you .



I anticipate a future

With little conflict or strife .

I pronounce you already are

"The Greatest Man Of My Life " Papa .



Till you & I are grey , my Dad ,

And all our day are done ,

I'll love you just as I do now ;

Your heart will be my only home as it is now .





Deepika Bhambra