Desideratum…Desiderata: The Tawny Teak Chair

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My mother is my life force. She flows in my veins, but my father is my cerebrum function. I think, sense and emote because of him. He stays in my heart and brain. He keeps me ticking, keeps me sane. On this Father's Day, I dedicate this poem to all the fathers of the universe who leave behind their quintessence in their progeny. This prose-poem is my homage to my father, who, in spite of not being physically present, is always around me in all my peaks and valleys.  

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Sangeeta and Maitreni Mishra

blogs from Patna Delhi

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