Thursday 5 November 2015

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Born as the lucky charm,
Daddy’s girl, mom’s dearest,
She had the best smile,
She was cute and beautiful
Keeping the home lively,
She was a charming pampered princess.

She grew as a young lady,
More beautiful she was
She met new people, visited new places
But still grew within her dad’s arms
Never rebuked but always pampered

Wedding bells rang
Married a young handsome guy
With lots of childish dreams and hopes
Dreams of getting more pampered,
More love and more freedom,
She loved him, so did he
All eyes admired her beauty
But somewhere she forgot her duty
Of being a wife, of being a lady.

A baby was born,
But she could never pamper him
As she wanted to get pampered
Sometimes more than her own little lad
All eyes still admired her beauty
But somewhere she forgot her duty
Of being a mother, of being a lady.
That day when her father left her,
She became more adamant, more irresponsible
That thought of her lost father’s love haunted her
She forgot her duty,
Of being a wife, of being a mother.
She was called insane
She was called stupid
Her man left her, with her only tot,
He left her forever,
Forever that she was alone
With no one to admire
With no one to pamper

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