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Dear father,

You left when you were fifty nine

Last year you pushed me and carried the load

You considered me weak,fragile

This year I carried you from hospital bed

My role model, my creator

You left me when you were only fifty nine

I remember my childhood shaped exactly you liked

Which I never liked as the generation gap

Now I am a father, and miss

your skills, your engineered upbringing.

They say, It's never too late but now it’s late

As later we repent

Because you left me at fifty nine

Let me finish this letter with a wish

To meet you again & hug you tightly at least in dreams

And tell you how much I need you

Reply soon, come back

As you left me so early,

Your presence I feel, I see you

near me, so here, I complain SANTOSH SETH

TEACHER
Miss you papa!!
TATACHEM D.A.V. P SCHOOL
Yours affectionately
MITHAPUR
Your son!!
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