My Princess..A Poem by KousikaProjecting Father's love for daughterTension prevailed in every face.. All with fear, excitement..
A lady came, with a
smiling face, near me to show me my angel.. my Goddess.. She saw with a cute small black eyes, I was moved with her one beautiful look..
Her voice.. weep.. smile.. Seven lives are insufficient to watch it.. I reduced my age to play with her.. Time is precious I understood when she was near me..played with her.. sang with her.. Walked with her..
Gradually she started growing with me.. Then higher than me.. On the first day when she went to school.. I was all alone left in the mid way.. But it was she, my life who conveyed I’m nowhere than in your heart..
Having daughter is the most precious in the world.. !! Now, she catches my hand like I catched her’s... when she was three but now she catches me in my eighties.. The same she is like her first look.. Daughter is really A Princess in Father’s life.. © 2016 KousikaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on April 6, 2015 Last Updated on September 13, 2016 AuthorKousikaTamil Nadu, IndiaAboutI am passion lover who wishes to do something that makes me and my surroundings happy :) I am a final year engineering student.. I wana live my life thoroughly, enjoy to my fullest and mark my footpri.. more..Writing
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