THANKS DAD!

My dad always planted seeds
his garden so full of them
But nothing came out of it
no leaves, roots or stems!

But he would still try
tending to his 'garden'
And after doing so would
do his other chores then!

My dad was a big man
and very well respected
But working in his 'garden'
tirelessly was daily 'fated'!

In a place where anything
had refused to grow
People would ask him
what was there to reap and sow!

This question even i asked
but he would continue to sow
All he ever said was that,
"One day you will know"!

One day in our garden
someone finally showed
A tiny sapling was sprouting
and soon others followed!

While others marvelled
at the beauty of our garden
Their lands and backyards
coninued to remain barren!

Soon years passed by
and we had many trees
I had a daughter by now
who refused to be pleased!

No games had remained
to be played outdoors
Only high buildings
roads and superstores!

But soon i had a swing
 fixed on one of the trees
Swinging, my daughter on
 She laughed out in glee!

My dad tended to the garden
as he always had
And all i could say to him was
"THANKS DAD"!