She is the apple of my eye the love of my life
chattering away like a parrot, the gleam of every eye..
The house feels all empty and barren like a desert
when she is not around to squeal in pure jeer..
She has all the freedom to pull even grandpas hair
The granny promises that the golden rose she will get to wear..
She is like a little princess till the time has flown
Once she finishes school she knows the terrible adult pain
when everyone around her just wants her married and off
she starts doubting that was this true love at all?
She feels like a guinea pig who was adorned for the D day
When she has to be showcased in front of anyone they say
After the bitterness settles she knows this is the true world
with tears and dreams crushed inside she agrees to tie the knot
Ambition, dreams and wings all come perishing down..
why do u love the girl child if you dont make her ur own??
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