Silken Moment
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Winter sun mellowing on him
Drowned in his newspaper
I caught him on film.
He never knew
I did never show him
The silken moment
That now shows like a dream.
Will I ever be caught,
Same way by my son
Frozen for him to see alone
With a happiness his own and no regret,
His father’s portrait from a silken moment!
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