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Namita Pal

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Namita Pal

Abstract

My Dad

My Dad

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          Loving daughter of a loving father,

                 Gaze the empty sky looking for a star.

                 The brightest star middle of the sky,

                Call you my dear papa but don't get any reply.

                An empty house , an empty chair,

                A father's love no longer there.

                The solace touch , the pampered love,

                was vigour of my life than all above.

                Beyond all misery with full of bliss,

                May your soul rest in peace.

               The time we shared , the laugh we had,

               Things I miss when I think of you.

                                 my Dad.



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