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the poem will reveal my dream....

Submitted: June 10, 2008

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Submitted: June 10, 2008



Her parents never lifted a cudgel.

She is a cute angel.

Her skin is softer than a rose petal.

Her mind is as strong as steel.

Mischievous and naughty she is, like a boy.

She is also gracefully shy.

Her vivacity spreads joy and cheer.

This makes her everyone’s dear.

A bit lazy she is, but intelligent.

Her personality is unbelievably vibrant.

Matured she is wherever need be.

Her confidence is there for everyone to see.

Her robust commonsense needs no introduction.

Her wit and humor catches anyone’s attention.

Her greatest weakness is her mom and dad.

She always keeps them from being sad.

Their love and care she never misused.

For no wrong deed could she be induced.

She is their pride and honor.

Always straight and up is their collar.

This dream girl is my dream daughter.

One whom I never gave birth or looked after.

God never blessed me with one.

After my only son, he said “its’ done”.

My son’s kid sister lives within me.

So this dream girl I always see.

Real life grand daughter will see me thro’!

Till then, my dream daughter I will cling to!


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