My man
I want my man
not to be perfect and good looking
I want him to kiss on my forehead
Whispering I will love you always
I want him to hold my hand
to reach my goal gate
I want him to guide me in grand stage
Where I will receive the most prestigious doctorate award
I want him to cheers in my happiness
and grieved in my pain
I want him to teach me
If i do something wrong in someday
I want him to scold me but not to raise his hand even though if he loss his temperament
If i die before him
I promise to leave him most expensive gifts in the world
Which will compensate my death
My little two babies who will bring rejoice in his life again
I don't want him to mourn in my death
I want him to hold our babies hand so that he could feel my presence
I want him to kiss my photo in my death day
Saying you were the most beautiful soul
may god grant me another chance to live with you in next life too..
Copyright © Manisha Dulal | Year Posted 2023
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