My daughters My daughters
Lovely lissom ones
My daughters my daughters
Bright and beautiful ones
Reared with tender care
Tossing up the curly hair
Rollicking,frollicking nursing
On mum’s bosom
And horse riding on dad’s back.
Smiles on little faces
Lit up the souls
A moment of rejoicing
An hour of bliss .
Come, the age of teens
Wearing frocks and jeans
Aspiring to be beauty queens
And off to some fairy scenes.
Ah: Adolscence
Falling for the boys of choices
Any coaxing cajoling of no avail
Amidst soft raised voices
Forcing their ways
Merrily melting away
Into the arms of
Love.
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From one of the boy… feeling the same and hoping to do the same what you have done to ur daughters. Loved it.
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Thanks shyam for your good understanding.
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Wonderful. Sweet.
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Good you liked it
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Short simple and yet beautiful. .. as a father of a daughter just loved it and living it…
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Thanks .Simplicity is best ornament.And it is admired everywhere.
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Nicely worded feelings of every daughter relatioship with parrents till adolescent age. ::::;;;;;After that equation changes.
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Yes Tickoo sahib equation does change but daughters are great comfort every time
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Nice. Really sweet
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Thanks for your comments
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Touching one..👌👌👌
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A good one Thanx
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