Dad, A most beautiful gift for every daughter,
A daughter’s first love and her hero.
But it never happened to me and I never felt it.
Whenever i look at my friends with their dad and when they talk about them,
I feel like I’m the unluckiest daughter in this Universe.
Why me? Don’t I have the right to get your love! It hurts me and the scars which I
have can never be healed nor can erased.
Every single day I’ve been all alone sitting in a corner,
Every single night I pray to God that one day you’ll be there standing right
beside, holding my hand.
And wish you were in my every birthday, every Christmas and every New year.
A family without the head is so hurting to live in a society.
We’ll never forget that day, the path which you had chosen in the past year.
I wish you a very happy life, whatever you do and wherever you are, stay happy
always.
Hope one day I’ll prove you wrong that what a man can do, I’ll do more than
that.
Being your daughter I’ll always stand beside you, whenever you need help.
As I’ll never forget the duty of a daughter, you’ll always find me in every
circumstance,
someday sooner or later I’ll prove you that I’m not less than a man.
-Avino Mech
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