Every time we talk about mother but father is just a hidden champ in every amazing moment. Every time we talk about mother but father is just a hidden champ in every amazi...
It blew out your flame , leaving me behind lame... It blew out your flame , leaving me behind lame...
O !my beautiful sweet heart. O !my beautiful sweet heart.
A bliss it was for you too ! A bliss it was for you too !
He is my dad who I love the most.. He is my dad who I love the most..
This poem is dedicated to thank you dad... This poem is dedicated to thank you dad...