Page 72 - Navya Poem
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DAD
I don’t feel bad
When at home, I see my dad
I am so glad,
That he never makes me sad.
Although he is always busy with his books,
Yet he is marvelous when he cooks.
He gifts me presents with beautiful looks,
And tells me to beware of crooks.
He always supports,
Check out on all my reports
Keeps me like a princess in a fort,
And plays with me games and sports.
Once he bought me a lovely hood
Wearing which made me look good
In Dubai’s deserts, or in nanital’s woods,
Dad spends time with me as much as he should.
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