Yet his love, a love that never ends

Mom carries for nine months,

evidently beyond any dispute

Dad carries for next 30 yrs,

equally worth no doubt,

Yet unable to acknowledge,

and still, it sits in my mind

d' docile calm-going guy,

looks as if he lags behind

Mother works day and night,

for the family without pay

keeps on doing every tit-bit

with no breaks, no holiday

Dad's efforts also convincing,

for d' family spends d' entire salary

d' chore of both just outstanding,

both put up their best truly

still, it's fixed in the mind,

d' old man is lagging behind

Mom cooks as per my choice,

Dad buys my favourite dress

Mom can read me from my face,

to monitors my promptness

Dad attempt to fulfil d' dreams,

both their love one can equate

no way he is less than mom but,

Mom's love seems superior yet

Don't know why

I have a feeling of some kind

Dad is lagging behind

Whenever I talk over d' phone,

always first, recall my Mom

if unwittingly stumble on a stone,

and get hurt, I cry "oh my Mom"

If all the options shut, and

badly need an untimely aid

then only Dad remembered, yet

not bothered, not even feel bad

When rightly his turn comes,

to receive love from children

no reciprocation of any kind,

children found nowhere then

For years he is undemanding,

yet it is imprinted in the mind

Dad is always lagging behind

Colourful sarees lie in d' cupboard,

also fashioned attires for the kids

Dad loves a decent dress for us,

never cares about his own needs

Mom has enough ornaments,

but Dad, only one golden ring

a pretty one from his mother in law,

she gifted him during his wedding

not worried for own comfort,

even if often left far behind

I don't know,

why still, it's riveted to my mind

Dad is lagging behind

Dad worked hard all his life,

took care of each one in d' family

Mom useful in household chores,

Dad only bosses, it appears silly

Shade and shelter for d' entire family

d' dominating guy, a banyan tree

sense secured on its stout branches,

to chat, sing, dance feel utterly free

Dad d' factual backbone of d' family,

to lift us, readily stoops and bends

may not love every now and then,

yet his love, a love that never ends