You were a little girl playing in my garden swinging high <br />you dreamt and believed in what you saw <br />you talked to fairies and had faith in Santa Claus <br />your laughter filled my house and your presence blessed the world like fragrance of the flowers <br />I always wanted you to smile and prayed that child in you shall never die, but <br />you became big enough one day, to think that dreams never come true <br />you got convinced that world is tough with no fairies or angels around <br />you laugh when your heart is crying and you pretend to be strong when your soul is dying <br />my heart bleeds every time you try and fail <br />my soul breaks every time you cry and think you are alone <br />i want to shout on top of my voice and let the world know <br />that you are still my little girl playing in my garden swinging high <br />and no matter where you go and what you do, I love you and will always do. <br />don’t worry my child, no matter how tough the time seem, it will be over soon..<br /><br />Richa Tiwari Joshi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-little-girl-16/
