Friday, February 20, 2015

Daughter

When I come home, my daughter will run to the door and give me a big hug, and everything that's happened that day just melts away. Hugh Jackman

God made mother , sister , and a wife 
he thought how do I mould all into one
He took a clay and added bit of all three
Then he said man now you will have fun.

She is the one who will  read your face
and  is the one who will hug you for free
the one who will say a silent prayer
and give you shelter like a banyan tree

She is the one who looks over you
she is the one who looks upto you 
however you may have lived your life
she wont let any one dare condemn you

She wants to get out of your care
yet in her boy friend she looks for you
The world may boo and jeer on your fall
but she shall clap cause her love is true- Vasant Khisty

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