Continued. ...

And that moment can't be shared. .
As a strong man that I project
My heart can't just be bared..
So I talk with in and I talk to myself
And I stare at the pictures on my memory shelf....
And then at times ...
There is a giggle from mouli and muku tickles ...
That brings a smile back just like tastes like sweet pickle... (for rhyming )
Then I open my eyes again...nd
Again it's just the same...
That longing for my daughters continues........

Missing you muku mouli

Each day n every hour
There is a moment
That is purely ours
When I just close my eyes
And find myself in the company of thy
And that moment with my daughters
Is so intense that my eyes water
And I just hope to keep missing
With the same intensity as always.....
Till we meet ....not just for a moment but for ever ..like a father nd a daughter..