But I Know You, My Father You Love Me Infinite.

But I Know You, My Father You Love Me Infinite. short poem

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I am a creation of yours, taken after you
with the same traits and a unique hue,
do not have demand, do not have desire but only a need,
your little time and attention, indeed.

Acknowledged with the labour you do for us,
I know its difficult but i promise not to have animus,
yet , I am an immature child sometimes who obsessed to height ,
but I know you, my father you love me infinite…

Punish when I am wrong,
guide me to become a person strong,
praise me on my achievement,
sometimes your neutrality affects my temperament.

I know in our hearts, a seed of unbreakable love has grown,
that I have watered and you have sown,
yet I am a little soul who want you to listen her talks till night,
but I know you, my father you love me infinite…

You sacrifice your joy for our happy life,
I call you first in my any strife,
I know you work hard in this world of distress,
and some eternal love are not need to express,

yet I am an unlearned pupil who need you illumination every night,
but I know you, my father you love me infinite…

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I am a student of calss 12 . Poems and thoughts are beautiful ways to express deep thoughts and feelings .Writing poems is my hobby.And I am personaly an introvert....who loves to think
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