To My Daughter Poem by Preeth Nambiar

Far away, my dear daughter, do you know that your father is just thinking of you?

I remember the day the nurse gave you on my palms. When I took you for a bath you were crying aloud. My dear, I never wanted to make you cry! I wanted you to be clean, clean from all dirt of his world! When I took you to sunshine out of the hospital, I never wanted the light to penetrate to your eyes; I wanted you to be away from the yellow of diseases of the world!

You were with me, when I walk, when I sleep, and even in my dreams. Carrying you I travelled the isolated paths in the island, and I was talking to you, even though I know that you wouldn't understand my language. Up on the lonely path, your father started feeling the presence of somebody, somebody as precious as own life, even though he knew that one day you will fly away!

When I was sleeping you were beside me and in between my sleep my hands crawled to see you are near with me. When you got up with nightmares I took you out to show you the moon. When you hugged me tightly, I kissed you with all my love. Looking at the stars I told you stories about the world and the beyond. Life was for you, and I don't want this life the moment you say adieu!

It is a moonlit night! and I'm trying to sleep! I can smell rain that is showering far away and through the window I can see the dark clouds moving hiding the moon. I'm trying to sleep! But my fingers crawl through the bed to see you are with me, I wake up with breaking pain and spend the whole night with all your memories! Up on the corners of my eyes I feel there appear tears, tears full of your memories! !

Far away, my dear daughter, do you know that your father is just thinking of you?