Sorrounded with all difficulties,
I badly need my father.
Dwelling with such tragedies,
I miss my Dad's pamper.
Your words give me strength,
to fight with this cruel world.
You support me to an infinite length,
whenever I get emotionally irked.
Since the day I know you,
I am addicted to your emotional support.
It pains when I can't tell you,
my sufferings in this lively court.
I want you to be free of all,
to spend a little with your daughter.
I know it's a silly call,
but I need my Paa to walk further.
papas are a real blessing I missed mama and papa when i was much younger now as a papa all love me u may poet kid
TRUE....Papas are blessings....and I am that pampered daughter of my Papa that even a small hurt pains me a lot if my Papa is not around me..as he is staying in a foreign country, I miss him like anything...
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I knew I had read 'tis lovely PAPA poem earlier so this is my second visit my daughter too lives in another country I join with her annually But sad now this CORONA is acting foolishly no air man can now take me I may pass away suddenly and would hate to know how she'll miss me I hope to meet her once before I go