
When I look back at my life’s journey
I find a special man whom I called PAPA
He always stood like a pillar
As if He is my melancholy killer

The beam of his support always blooms
To eradicate all my glooms
All the things he did for years
Makes my eyes full of tears
His little girl has many regrets
Tell me what he gets

It was him who was there from my nascent
It will be him till my end
I am not a little girl anymore
I empathize with him to my core
He is the best PAPA ever
I will love him forever
(Jaya Sharma)
Wow ! I have read many poems on 'Maa' ...but yours is the best one on 'Paa' !!
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