My Daughter, Small Daughter, The Blossom Of My Heart Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

My daughter, small daughter, the blossom of my heart,
A girl who has not seen the world,
Understood it in full
Conspiring against purity, innocence and simplicity.

My daughter my hope, my daughter my light,
The light of the world
And without her, I cannot,
Cannot.

My daughter my love, my daughter my sympathy
And bonding,
My affection,
My love and my life.

My heart and soul, my life and consciousness,
My tear fallen from the eyes,
My life and blood and pulsation,
My joy and reverence.