DAUGHTERS
When daughters are small, you give them your all
Each moment of the day, you are always at their beck n call
Or running behind, to them protect from harm or a fall
They are those cute lil toys, your very own, walkie talkie dolls
Who in our lives a purpose, joy n enthusiasm infuse n
install;
But in the blink of an eye, they grow up, to become pretty, slim n tall
Sometimes during their teens, due to a problem, they may create a wall
But work parents must immediately, to see it crumble n fall.
Once big, daughters study n some even reach the hall (of fame)
Daughters with their parents a solid unbreakable bond install.
Lucky are parents, who daughters have; they love their parents n them enthrall
as age catches up,
in our sunset years, they look after us n on us call.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
