Sunday, December 2, 2012

Co-written by me


My little finger you held in that street.
Step by step I moved my feet.
Holding my hand, keeping a watch.
Papa you taught me how to walk.

Once while playing I fell in the ground.
You came running to me and cared the wound.
You took me tight in your caring embrace,
And wiped the tears off on my face.

You kissed my cheeks and pulled my ear.
I looked in your eyes and saw many tears.
I felt so blessed that I am your girl.
In your arms papa I found my world.

I want to have that love again.
Where that care and love has gone?
Where is that pain you felt for me.
Come to me papa I am so alone.

I want you to hold my finger again. 
I want you to make me stand again.
I want you to watch me from behind.
I want you to see my pain again.

I want you again to care my wounds.
I want to see your tears for me.
I want you to be my world forever.
As long your daughter lives in me.

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