father’s angel

She waits for him checking her biological clock

she has her infant plans that they together unlock

She had her eyes on the door lying on her cozy bed

few tiny drops of pearl that she will sometimes shed

unaware of worldy pleasures, selfishness and greed

her innocent heart and curious eyes can quickly read

those moments of wait makes her intermitently sad

she is the newborn daughter of a proud loving dad

for her the whole world starts and ends with her dad

she is crazy for her father and her father too is glad

she is ready to hide in his arms nest like a little bird

no wonder daughters are the best gift of this world

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