O' daughter,you are an inspiration of change,the dearest of all.
O,daughter,your innocent gaze is a bliss of age.
House turns home when you are born,
Corn of love and discipline sown.
You believe in everyone and we respect your sublime faith.
You are a means of life and joy,the flesh of heart.
Your tearful departure is a painic ache,
You are a thick stick in decending age.
Sacrificing and compromising is your strength,
Adoptation and change from length to breadth.
Balancing parental and inlaws home,
Never say no to either of the homes.
The noble princess and saphhire shine,
i don't have one,though all are mine.
Written by
Showkat Ul Rahman

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