Author - Shaona
Papa….
Whenever I see a little child holding her father’s hand,
I miss your tender care dad.
I wish if only I had a magic wand,
I would bring you back from that unknown land.
Whenever I see any girl sleeping in her father’s arm,
I miss your warm hug dad, I wish you were here.
There is none but a father every child looks up to,
And I look up to you too,
While others can even feel the presence of their father, your absence is all I have!
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Tags: absence, Child, dad, father, hug, Love, papa, poem
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