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Jul 2013
All through happy moments and affection,
You brought this little girl up,
Capturing video clips of me using that video camera,
Crawling around the room,
Messing just about dozens of tissues,
As well as laughing at me every time I cried.
Whenever you lead me to the playground,
Mama suggested that you show me how one can ascend those nets,
But yet I fumbled and ignored,
And you helped bring me down,
Exactly where I was at ease.
Simply because you believed I would certainly learn sooner or later.
Once I were on the verge of spoiling the home phone,
By tossing and smashing it on the flooring,
You merely stared and bore the nuisance,
And didn't hinder me,
Simply because you believed I would certainly learn from the repercussions.
You showed me to embrace my faults as well as my strengths.
You drilled in me me how to be a strong girl,
To not moan when in pain,
Although you do so too...
But heal every wound and proceed to the next round of life,
You will always stand by my side,
Dream what I dream,
Watch what I watch,
Listen to what I listen,
You were, and still are, the best father any little girl could ever wish for.
Thank you for all the gifts you've given me, the best of which is you.
Happy Birthday to the perfect Papa I know!
Ria Nagpal
Written by
Ria Nagpal  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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