Still recall the moments i spent
Waiting for the postman to come
And also recall the anguish i got
When he came without my message
And when my father asked
Why the waits and tears
I looked at him with moist eyes
When he said it's a slice of life
Relish it and finish it
Go to another slice
Savor it and move ahead
And I looked at him all surprised
Many rains drained off until now
And he is not there to comfort me anymore
What he meant then, today i know
I wish could talk to him some more
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