A Gift of Thought [Composed in May 2012]
Dear
daughter, today you’re a teen,
How happy
we’re, can not be seen;
It’s a feeling that’s deep and clean,
And this is
true, we really mean.
Antithetically,
we’re also sad,
As
they say, teenage years are bad;
Can
this be true or is it just a saga,
If
we take it so, it becomes gaga.
You’re a
gift, when God was so kind,
Created
for us with the best of mind;
So loving,
so caring, so intelligent with audacity,
What else was there, to have asked the deity.
Gifts materialistic, remain only for a while,
We
gift you a thought, to carry life after life;
A
teenager is a bird, with wings ready to
fly,
Impeding them is like, caging them to cry.
We
wish you surpass, and go fly high,
The sky's the limit, with commandments to live by.
Addictions
are good with desires to succeed,
Alcohol
& Drugs are bereavement weeds;
Dating is
fun with norms laid down,
Meticulously, walk through the ground.
If
informed, will appreciate,
Likes or
dislikes, can negotiate;
Curfews, threats & punishments don’t persist,
Love, care, and respect are what we insist.
A
gift of thought, for a daughter so mature,
All our love and trust, is what we assure.
Will
always be by your side, like every parents do,
Oh
dear daughter, we will always love you!!!

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