Thanks Dad for letting me go wrong..

With crayons all around me
and a distorted fish in place
I pick up two, three colours
and start colouring in reds and greys

Feathers added to the fish
And a pink tail to sway,
I make the water green
and some shade of red I spray!

The picture stares at me
I wonder what is a miss
pat comes the thought
it would turn it to a perfect bliss

I draw a yellow bird
Its flying in the sea
One doesn't appeal to me
so I add another three

Happy with what I made
Now the picture looks complete
I took it to my dad
and showed the masterpiece

Though he looked amused
he said it was very sweet
hugged me and kissed me
And promised me a treat

I grew older and learned
that fish doesn't have feathers
and birds don't fly in the sea
the water is blue
and within the sea there are no trees!

I ran to my dad
and asked him why he didn't correct me
I had drawn all the wrong things
I questioned him
why he let me

He made me sit on his lap
and explained me with ease
"Had i let u know then
it wouldn't have been creative

You made it so beautiful
It was as fresh as a light breeze
As you grow up more
you'll know that
our creativity doesn't soar
It just declines
as everything around is defined"

That was when I understood
what my Dad had given me...

a gift to be creative
and a place to be free

I now thank my dad
for letting me go wrong
for letting fishes fly
and the birds swim along!