This poem is a beautiful story showcasing a father daughter relation, i really don't know how this came to my
mind, but it's very close to my heart.
It was a Chilly Season,
Time to put my rollers on,
Doing rounds at the ally seemed like a boring affair,
I say lets be adventurous, lets do some dare,
Oh yeah we goanna hit the frozen lake
The lake has its own beauty
Calm, serene, quite,
Still whisper’s stories,
Stories of love & romance,
Legends that date back to the centuries,
Seemed like a perfect Sunday,
An evening on frozen lake,
Coffee & Hot chocolate at Mc-Larne’s,
Dinner at Dates,
We strolled, skated & threw Ice ball’s,
Presence of snow in February was a bit of luxury,
It was getting dark,
We were not in hurry,
Skidding & Skating around,
We went to the middle of the lake,
I turned back to get my cell phone from the sack,
I hear a thud & a scream in her shrill voice,
I broke into laughter,
She fell again on her bumps,
I turned back to see my baby disappear in front of my eyes,
She was there, there she was!
I choked, I froze, couldn’t scream couldn’t shout,
I heard flapping, & babbling in water,
It was my daughter it was my daughter,
I kept on screaming somebody help!... Somebody!….
No one in the vicinity,
Predictions were of a snowy day!
All locked up in their room’s to watch Manchester United play,
Hey, hey I might lose my daughter due to frost
For my adventure, will I have to pay a big cost?
I was losing time, but not hope,
Can someone help me with a rope?
Chaos panic & pandemonium,
I am screaming shouting for help,
Has everybody in our town gone deaf?
As my dolly was exhausted in the shivering water,
I run with my skate’s, to escort someone,
It took me a while to return back,
All the way I prayed for time to stop,
As I approach I see my darling lying flat on the frozen lake,
Mix feelings run through my brain,
Heart pounding fast,
How did she come up? Is she okey?
Next morning as we enjoy hot chocolate on the warm hospital bed,
She tells me a tale which was hard to gulp,
The legend of the frozen lake was live, kicking & hauntingly true,
There was a hand that pushed my daughter back to life,
The invisible, mystical, hand of shepherd who help’s people stuck in frost,
He was guardian, he was angel, I started believing in legends & fairy tales,
Made be believe in divine!
