It gives me pain,
When I recall the good old days,
The times when I use to sit on his lap,
And play in the rain,
I remember all those days,
When he use to feed me,
And took me on the shoulder,
Showed me the heaven in earth,
I still remember his nap,
From which he never got up,
And took all my happiness away,
I wish I was gone with him,
‘Coz he is the only one I had,
But now he is my only sweet memories
Copyright© 03rd April 1998 Mariyam Nina Ali
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