Safety net- a poem

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 Safety net


The fear of falling abandoned me

When I was a mere child

Because Dad always caught me

When I jumped off wild

 

Those monkey bars remember the tale

It has been witnessed by every wall

That I climb with audacity

Because my dad catches me every time I fall

 

This lives on with me as a metaphor

I’m beset by no frown

Because I know dad will pick me

When life knocks me down

 

Every failure is trivial

His love grows as big as my problems get

There is no fall too big for me

As long as I land on my safety net

 

He reminds me of humility and thankfulness

On the days I’m glad

But today I think everyone must know

My gratitude list starts with my dad

-Maithili

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