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Varsha Kushwaha

Abstract Inspirational Others

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Varsha Kushwaha

Abstract Inspirational Others

The Doctor's Daughter

The Doctor's Daughter

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He held my hands as he saw,

  My misty eyes and a hesitant step awhile,

"Why do you have to go? Is that the law?"

  When everyone's home is full of laughter.

Why do I have to cry alone?" He doesn't smile,

  But says "Because I am a doctor."


My heart bleeds, I still don't let him go,

  My eyes flash, I feel my lips quiver,

"But there's death lurking out so,

  Everyone has their dad, why am I the giver?"

He doesn't smile but says, "Be a fighter."

  Because you are a doctor's daughter."


I know I am, and I am glad & proud,

  And since May I have prayed & clung to hope,

Never wept, nor brought my fears aloud,

  But today, this day I can't seem to cope.

Because I lost my dear mother last year,

  And so I want him near.


He kneels down, his eyes warm & mist,

  "I promise I will come home soon."

I hold him firm, refusing to let go again

  "Please," I beg. "Can't you stay? This time 

He smiles, "Be brave, and not weep in pain.

 Not because I am a doctor,

But because you are your mother's daughter."


He stands up, his steady hands now shaking

   My hands part from his, I hold my tears & sigh,

As he takes steps afar, I hear my heart crack

  Drops from above fall, my tears in them blending,

  He turns around, and smiles a final goodbye,

And this time somehow, I manage a smile back.


Clouds fall apart, as sunshine waves in soon

  The light soon waves goodbye as dusk makes way,

Till a star begins to twinkle afar in darkness of doom

   I still wait at the gate, like I did all day;

And when the clouds gather above again,

  I hear a distant call, ringing in pain.

  

My legs shake as I walk in fear, 

  "I am sorry, your father is no more."

I drop the phone & walk out, hoping in vain

   And I smile, hearing his footsteps near;

I look for him everywhere, on every familiar lane

   I call my mum and dad, & I crumble in yore,

As tears of heaven mingle with mine again. 


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