I am far from my children
They call me back
But i can’t return
Many summers
Winters & automns
Springs & flowers blossomed
They all passed
without my dear ones
My son become bold
My daughters are young
My wife grew old
Whenever i go
To meet my tots
They cherish my love
I cherish their thoughts
Then they ask me that
Make it possible dad
We can live with you
Together we will stay
& with us you live too…
Re: DAD
my father is in kuwait, so i really miss him although he come every year 2 meet us. i wrote this poem in 1st year.
yeh poem khud likhi hay aap nay
Re: DAD
very nice emotions shazia
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ofcourse i wrote it by my own self.
Re: DAD
thank u sannan.
Hmmmmmmmm Good very Good 
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thnak u L.L.
Re: DAD
Bohat khoob jee, Pardes men rehne walon ka sab se bara problem hi yahi he, anyhow nice work, keep it up.
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agree with u terrey naam.