Oh Dad
You didn't smile! 
You were trembled, and tired
And.. feverish, you were! 
Your eyebrows arched 
And your lips tight 
And I didn't smile.. 
Oh Dad..! 
 
You were anxious, 
you swallow the fear
For the fear on me
Oh dad..
While, I was growing up! 
 
Aah my little heart.. 
If you were a herb for his cure.. 
I would surpassed my heart
Before the death, block your 
Eyes from me..!                
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