My Angel

An angel is bron 2 me,
She killed me wit her smile.

Even if ter r 1000’s of moons in the sky,
They cannot be compared to my esteemed daughter.

Even if miseries comes, happiness goes,
Ur smile is my breath.

No matter wat anyone says or ask,
U r a kid to me even when u r 60.

U embraced me by calling me “dad”,
B4 I broke into tears.

My darling, O my darling,
Be on dad’s shoulders.

My darling, O my darling,
Lean on dad’s chest.

My darling, O my darling,
Get dad’s kisses.

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