"Papa, Papa" I hear gently spoken words <br />I clearly make as they are heard <br />I become restless to see her gain <br />I went down with joy and pain <br /> <br />She is my only daughter <br />Son is here to look after <br />Yet her absence makes me restless <br />The worry lines run on face <br /> <br />It is natural to feel <br />When children are away in real <br />Even thought we have sent them willingly <br />The absence eats up from internally <br /> <br />I often hear her <br /> In deep sleep to alter <br />My mood for whole day <br />She appears in vision all the day <br /> <br />I wish her all the comforts <br />Even though she always reports <br />About her being well <br />I proudly disclose the news to all <br /> <br />Fathers have attachment <br />To their daughter <br />As they are some times considered weak in family <br />I pray for her being strong to almighty<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/papa-papa/
