when i was born on this beautiful patch <br />then with me a person too was bought here <br />from the mighty clutches of pain and sorrow <br />my father was brought into my life as a companion <br /> <br />far away below the mountain whe sheep cry <br />my father protects my country <br />from the intruders <br />he has faith on his two broad mighty shoulders <br />my mom is disheartned that my father is too far away <br />now i am young and senseless enough to ask <br />my grandma, tell me where my father is.<br /><br />Vishal Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grandma-where-is-my-father/
