Daughter
Some men get special opportunity,
Someone make them fall into their knees;
It’s second time when they do this,
After proposal of marriage what makes it?
Yes, to tie the knots of her shoes,
To make her ready first time for the school;
Her mischieves never bring agony,
Gifts for her bring some hugs tightly;
The knots have to be tied again,
As a bride she gets ready to walk over marriage’s lane;
The tears pouring on your cheeks,
She leaves you making you also leak;
She is none other than your daughter,
A daughter not for slaughter;
Inevitable happy moments wait,
Till she arrives in your realm of sphere;
Lifting her first time in your hand,
You get the first touch of being a father;
Carving her qualities she leads towards success,
Some proud minutes for father to check;
This girl is best in every aspect,
Let you be the best father in her view and respect.
Copyright © Prateek Tripathi | Year Posted 2015
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