I Call It Innocence Poem by Jahan Zeb
I Call It Innocence
She calls school Shkool,
Never afraid to wake me up,
comes to me when weeping,
complains to me when hurt,
showing me the things of joy,
in the morning, waves bye,
celebrates my arrival,
brings smile with her smile,
makes worried with her silence,
Cute little daughter of Mine
Good memories of mine! ! ! Good reality to you! ! ! So sweet and warm! ! ! !
Mmmm... Lovely poem, every word is replete with innocence... Reminded me of my dear niece Urooj (Beloved daughter of Jehanzeb) . I love the way she talks... innocent and loving... She calls 'School', 'Shkool'.... hahaha.... chooo shweeet.... Really lovely poem, which shows ur great love for ur sweet daughter... I wish to C her right now
Sweet innocent cute and happy mood, that is how the shine comes from your poem! _Soul
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4/17/2024 10:57:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh that's sooo sweet! !