She calls school Shkool,
Never afraid to wake me up,
comes to me when weeping,
complains to me when hurt,
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Good memories of mine! ! ! Good reality to you! ! ! So sweet and warm! ! ! !
Mmmm... Lovely poem, every word is replete with innocence... Reminded me of my dear niece Urooj (Beloved daughter of Jehanzeb) . I love the way she talks... innocent and loving... She calls 'School', 'Shkool'.... hahaha.... chooo shweeet.... Really lovely poem, which shows ur great love for ur sweet daughter... I wish to C her right now
Sweet innocent cute and happy mood, that is how the shine comes from your poem! _Soul
a cute poem on a child! beautiful!