To be our strength in distress,
To hold our world together,
Filled with all love and goodness,
God gave us a father.
Bowing before hurdles at times,
We shook our heads in despair,
Taking part in fiery games,
We did not just play them fair.
Over and over ,we mark your words,
Winning always is no success,
But the courage to fly like birds,
When failures leave you in a mess.
When you pushed us into the crowd,
We found ourselves in chains of unrest,
Now, with hearts brimming with pride,
We say,"pappa ,you are the best"....
To hold our world together,
Filled with all love and goodness,
God gave us a father.
Bowing before hurdles at times,
We shook our heads in despair,
Taking part in fiery games,
We did not just play them fair.
Over and over ,we mark your words,
Winning always is no success,
But the courage to fly like birds,
When failures leave you in a mess.
When you pushed us into the crowd,
We found ourselves in chains of unrest,
Now, with hearts brimming with pride,
We say,"pappa ,you are the best"....
ok wat to say bout tis creation.... bala has done a very good creation its simply majestic... i appreciate her creativity..... al of her frens should encourage her talents like tis.... congrats bala...its nice.... may you create 1000's of poems like tis......
ReplyDeletepappa or mamma...?
ReplyDelete'm dbtd...
anyway nice poem...