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Its a rhyme about my feelings about how daughters are in life's long term race.A must read |
| Daughters Born To Bear From the day of birth to the end of life; We are there to bear , hold , strive to survive. Oceans of tears lie in twinkling eyes; Billions of miles our fantacy flies. We are darlings of parents their nightingales; Our laughters are beauty of life's tales. We are brought up in glassy ome of dreams; Like a soft bed life to us seems. We are unaware of cheaters and deceivers; We try to provide everyone levers. Don't know why glassy dream home breaks with a crunch; Gales and storms break it with a punch. We don't cry , scream or shout loud; Tears are ready to roll out in smiles crowd. Eventually we learn to bear silently; It becomes customary to behave patiently. Divine Lord smiles and all He does hear; He created fairies called daughters, born to bear. |