Let Him Sleep
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Let him sleep
It is real
When you feel
And miss from heart
It is very sad part
Daddy has special place
In all the cases
He brings in qualitative change
And ably manages
All hardships and pain
He bears to maintain
Leaves no stone unturned
When rightful bread is earned
He is bread winner
For family members
How can we be ungrateful not to miss?
When he is no more among us
You shall be missed
And we feel teased
Life shall not be rose's garden
As we shall feel total turn
Let him sleep
And keep
Silence around
As he has found real ground
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