I lost my first crayons box long before, And i don't remember exactly when and where! Now seeing family backbone turning grey I miss my crayons box days , Happy and colourful. I fallen in love with sunrise. But i still remember those sunsets! Which was my lozenges time, Could not find out when those colourful plates turned into boiled veggies. Story time was much better with the same story with different characters everyday. Those mind were never out of words. Those hand never ached even after long day Always ready to put up weight on his shoulders . It's too late to realise the one who gave strength To face world and darkness. Now use bold spectacles for clear vision, And keep night blub twining at night. It's really sad to see those black hair turning grey It's really painful to realise father is getting older more faster than I am growing up. — % & Father - backbone of family 🧡❣️
