I miss that sense of touch
When I fell down from my bicycle;
You carried me in your arms
Whispered in my ear telling me,
This pain won't last long
I miss those bright days
When you take us out,
To our favorite places
And you give me ride on;
Your comfy shoulders
I miss those moments
When you hold my little fingers,
Telling me how I'm special to you
And how proudly I show my grades
So,I can win your heart!
I miss your presence Baba
You left certain impressions
In my life, that I can't forget you
So many complains,so many questions
Why you left me?When I needed you the most.
Sep 29, 2020
Sep 29, 2020 at 1:48 PM UTC
I miss that sense of touch
When I fell down from my bicycle;
You carried me in your arms
Whispered in my ear telling me,
This pain won't last long
I miss those bright days
When you take us out,
To our favorite places
And you give me ride on;
Your comfy shoulders
I miss those moments
When you hold my little fingers,
Telling me how I'm special to you
And how proudly I show my grades
So,I can win your heart!
I miss your presence Baba
You left certain impressions
In my life, that I can't forget you
So many complains,so many questions
Why you left me?When I needed you the most.