
He was a man, a very tough man
Fought the war and life
Until he grew tired till the last breath
He wanted a child and a family
Alas fate had a different plan
But life took a different turn for what he saw
A little girl with tiny hands and angelic face
Forgot the war and everything around
Took her in his arms and called her a name
So he became a father and now a family man!
Now again fate had a different plan
Wife is gone, all alone in the chill of the night
Starry skies and questions abound
Little girl in his arms, a life long quest for happiness
Little girl, woman now and wiser more
Time to dream and milestones to accomplish
Life ahead with so many wishes
His time to rest and leave to her desires
A tiny hands crept on his chest while he rested
Till he became a toddler at heart
He is now a tough man, a very tough man
Fought for their lives and loved them more as a mother!
As if not over yet… fate still had a different plan
Little girl, woman now alas no more!
“No use crying” said he
The tiny hands now crept upon his arms
He kept walking while wiping away the tears!
Days passed by blurring his vision
Happiness rested on his cheeks
When the tiny hands became a man
The cycle of life has to go on
So does the quest for man’s happiness
He was a man, a very tough man
Life’s wish worth fulfilled
For he got where he was meant to be
When he was sent back as an angel
To his man who planned a family!
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