A poem by,
If there is a day for the elephant,
They all say that there would be one to the mouse too,
And so since there is a mother’s day ,
There should be one to the father too .
Mother carried us all with great suffering and sweet dreams,
And she delivered us all after very great pains,
It was she who was at our bedside all the time ,
When we were greatly sick and suffering,
It was the father who worked hard and struggled ,
All the time , so that we eat what we like ,
So that we get educated as per our dreams ,
And start the life the way that we want .
True he shouted at us when he was angry,
True , he hugged us when we were down,
True he loved us as much as our Mamma ,
But he never knew how to show that he also loved us .
Ler us not make the father’s day , a day of the mouse ,
But let us hug him , spoil him with what he wants,
And tell him that we love him ,
As much as we love ourselves and our Mamma