While you were away, my son
I grew older like you
But not stronger like you
You grew more hair, and I grew less
–
I made more money
But I couldnt buy you more toys
I had less time
But I still remembered you anyway
–
I didnt visit you so much now
I didnt even call
I loved you so much
I let go of you
–
To be free
To grow up without a cloud
Someday when we meet
And you ask me why
–
I hope you read
These poems before
But not yet
Tis sweet the innocence of youth
Lets keep it that way
Shall we?

A breathtaking poem Ajay! It is a piece of art…that will be long remembered! Very nicely done!