25-11-2023
Saturday
A Father’s Joy
To become a king
It is a pretty thing
He loves his Kingdom
He lets preety fun, Seldom
He smiles upon queen’s success
He must supports twisted cracks
He fights, finds the solution
He creates, no more illusion
He kisses his queen
He shows signal, always green
He judges himself to be Happy
helps to choose the self-esteem of Daddy
He knows what brings Love
No need to get any prove
He has own respective boundaries
This is his joy; to become a king
This is his job; to be a King
(“Father is the Real King of the Universe”.–DIARYPOEM24)