A girl came to my life, On my father's birthday.
A girl came to my life, On my father's birthday, Happiness is her name, What more I can say. In my hands, She move her hands, legs, she play, Spreading joy is her game, What more can I say. I wish she values each relation, Remains honest in each situation, In her heart may joy remains manifested, So we named her Dhaavanya - sound N suggested. I work but she is in my mind, Her expressions are gentle, sweet and kind, When she cries for her mother's milk, How to genuinely cry for God's love, her tears remind. Her ignoring me is sweet, When she's in my arms looking at her mother, And then she turns toward me, Its sweeter than the sweetest. Waiting for the day when she will start talking, I would be the one whom she will call papa (father) papa papa! Just thinking so creates happiness and joy, When it will actually happen what will happen? Join my facebook page to get daily inspiration: https://www.facebook.co