I love you, my dear daughter,
I love you, for you are the truth
Of my future, on which I see
The light of my forefathers.
I love you, my dear daughter,
You are like my mother,
No one is fit to be compared with you.
You are there with the power
To bear all whatsoever the matter.
I love you, my dear daughter,
I love you, for you are the creator,
Creator of nectar with no anger.
You have the wealth of ornaments
Like tolerance, forgiveness,
Bangles like caution bell and
Beautiful armor like truth and love.
You have taken the human form,
My dear daughter, on this earth,
But actually you are the goddess
Of all strength and you are there
To give a lesson to mischievous one.
The world is yours, my dear daughter,
Come on and build this world with
All the elements of peace and rehabilitate
All here and regulate all with the stringent
Laws of nature. come on, you are welcomed
And paint the sky with so many colors.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WONDERFUL DEPICTION OF DAUGHTER, , IT REALLY TOUCHES......