Not Mine
You are a blessing from above
Of understanding, care and love
You nurtured me in bad times
And protected me from hot sun shine
Like and angle, like my own aura
You are there with me forever
Death doth part us, you are my living
You gave me life, I’m your breeding
Its not just this world the material around
More of love and care inside out
I’m the seed the un-sown self
You furnished my roots with
Food physical and spiritual
For have brought me up so well
So loving and sincere
I’m the helpless grain of sand
I won’t stay long in your hands
I flow with your teachings of freedom
With all the love for you, I’m overwhelmed
You are the best thing in my life
You are the wings, I’m the feather
You make my life so beautiful
You add the magical colour
I love you with all my might
You the the only one for me. My dear Father!
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yes..i also love my pappa or miss him..every moment in my life….
I hardly drop responses, however after looking at through a ton
And, if you are writing at other places, I would like to keep up with everything new you have to post. Would you make a list of every one of your public pages like your Facebook page, twitter feed, or linkedin profile?
of remarks on My dear Father! | ♥ यह शब्द नही भावना है, ज़रा महसूस
करके देखो!♥. I do have a couple of questions for you
if it’s okay. Is it simply me or do some of the comments look like they are left by brain dead visitors?
As they say beauty is in the eye of beholder… You can see the glass half empty or half full.
Visitors come and go. Some like to leave a comment, any comment behind.
Thank you for your response. It’s very encouraging for the writers.