Darling Daughter, I have never heard single world of praise from you. Dear Daddy you aren’t meant for praise, you are meant for love. Holding your love in one hand and a diamond in another. Your warmth always enclose by heart. Dad diamond would be sold in misery and left me empty handed but your love always remain by my side. Your care and Love increases and it always remains with me. All your thoughts, Sacraments you pass on,care you shower, laughter you share. Fairs I see on your shoulders…Holding my hand in Hardships and tough times. Even my respect and Love sometimes, I think wouldn’t payback.
From learning tables and Rhymes,
to my tough times,
thanks would be a small word
You always touch the right cord
Your love dazzle my world
Holding my hand in this cruel world
Making me realise, I’m the most adorable
Your love for me is pure and only affordable
Sometimes we really do miss those laughter and Love being growing and moving ahead in life.
Thanks for stopping by and reading 😊
Perky
Beautiful and very meaningful poem🤗
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Thanks Ilona 😊
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Good realisation
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Many thanks!
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✌
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you missed …??
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Only bad thing being adult, your parents are also growing old and you miss spending time likewise in childhood days☺.
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☹ i am an Orphen..☹
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Lovely post.Vast imagination.
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Thank you so much dear for your appreciation ☺
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This is pure beauty 😍
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Thank you so much dear 😊
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Hello I noticed you stopped by my blog and left a like. I wanted to come visit you and see what you are doing over here. I love this sweet poem. Daddy and daughters have such a wonderfully sweet bond. I love it! ❤
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Thanks for stopping by and giving it a moment Michelle. Wait for me I’ll be there 😊
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I love your name Perky. It caught my attention 😀🙋🏼♀️
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Thanks dear😊
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Poignant
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Beautiful & lovely post.
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Thank you so much Madhusudan ji😊
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As a father of a precious daughter, I loved this post!
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Thank you so much for giving it a moment 😊✌
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I miss my late Dad, 14 years later some days so badly, i can hear his voice and get his scent.
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Dear kavitha it is sad to hear, but from heaven he’s always seeing you just be on your journey .. and just keep loving and doing all those acts somewhere it soothes heart…that’s what I’m keep doing after losing my mumma….Always be their girl
Peace and Love always pal ✌
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Thank you for the warm words. I agree. He will always hold my heart and I, his heart. I send a hug to you. 🤗
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Hugs back dear kavitha☺
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I have beautiful and caring daughters. Your words only add to the love that I send to them each and every day. I will be reading more. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for stopping by dear means alot.😊 It’s the string of attachment and pearls of love that define relationship with my dad much beautifully but food that I cook for him means more than words sometimes…but still acceptance of my small act of love means to me😊
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Aww…lovely post, thank you for dropping by and finding my blog💖🙏🏻😇
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Pleasure is all mine and thank you for giving it a read😊
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Lovely post
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Thank you so much 😊
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Most welcome
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