Papa's Daughter, Only Papa's, Her Papa's (The Apple Of His Eye) Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Papa's,
Papa's daughter,
Only papa's
And of none the else.

So affectionate
And loving,
So lovely
And caring.

With the name of
Papa, papa
On the lips
She sleeps, awakes.

As she cannot without
Her papa
And papa not
Without her.

The apple of his eye,
Without whom cannot
Is she papa's daughter,
So affectionate and loving.

And she lisping,
Papa, papa, papa
So sweetly,
So lyrically.

O, papa, my papa,
Dear papa,
My papa,
Dear papa!