My father

I know my father
I have seen him.
I have not seen
My fathers father
I know him not
It does not mean.

My father was a holy man
And he always
Sued to tell
The race be begin.

What race I thought
I would ask
I had not the
courage to the task.

My father was a loving one
As told by my son
My father was not there
As he born.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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