Father

I Remain Your Father

ByReena Charles 
With a heart
Full of affection 
I picked up
An abandoned bundle
Of flesh and blood. 
With a heart
Full of love
I raised him up
As a disciplined 
Young man. 
With a heart
Full of truth
I concealed, yet,
Some realities.
You were my world 
And me yours
Until you caught me unawares
Dancing, 
As one amongst them... 
There emerged then
Between us
A world of difference and distance. 
Yet
With a heart 
Full of
Affection, love and truth
I remain your father
Though, a eunuch.

Reena Charles Chairperson 
Ek Ehsaas Foundation ( EEF) 
Delhi

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