Fatherr Poems

Father

When I was small and I had no brain
You told me that the droplets falling are not tears of good but rain
I still remember some of our childhood memories
Whenever I had any problem, you acted as my remedies
I know that when no one will, you will be with me
When I'll be tired and I'll need rest, you'll act like shadow of a tree
People call you my father
I'll call you my friend
With whom i share the relation which will never end

Father

When I was small and I had no brain
You told me that the droplets falling are not tears of good but rain
I still remember some of our childhood memories
Whenever I had any problem, you acted as my remedies
I know that when no one will, you will be with me
When I'll be tired and I'll need rest, you'll act like shadow of a tree
People call you my father
I'll call you my friend
With whom i share the relation which will never end

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  Vaidehi Dhadwal (1 poem about Fatherr)