Letter to father, from tiny Rihaansh.

Hi, Dadda!

For me, every day is a Father's Day.

I wanted you to know, how much I care.

These 23weeks have been so lovely,

Mumma and you never made me feel lonely.

But while I wait, I have to wonder which features I have alike you both.

Do I have your eyes & lips? And mumma’s nose and ears?

Will you teach me all the things I need to know?

Like letters and numbers and how to throw?

Will we go to the park and play ball?

Will you pick me up when I fall?

Will I grow handsome/beautiful and tall?

Next year on this day, we will be together,

Whether we're at the park on the swings,

Or reading a storybook on the chair.

Whatever we do, I know for sure,

We will make one very special pair

Love you dadda.

From, Rihaansh's Pen...

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