My Little Girl
Some tides are small, and some are bigger than our thoughts
Some create the problem only a few provide a solution
My little princess, building mud castle in these tides
With her tiny, tiny footprints walking along in these tides
Along ago with my wife hand on hand walking in these tides
Never thought It would be our last time together
All these photos are the stories behind each one of us
Never thought I would end up recalling these stories without her
None of us expected this to be the way when it happened
It supposed to be a happy day all I wanted to keep the faith
Giving birth is not the best option for her though it costed her life
Gone giving birth, so my little girl's future must worth her sacrifice.
Copyright © Rohith Chand Talla | Year Posted 2020
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