Richa Tiwari Joshi

Rookie (17 September 1978 / Dehradun)

My Little Girl - Poem by Richa Tiwari Joshi

You were a little girl playing in my garden swinging high
you dreamt and believed in what you saw
you talked to fairies and had faith in Santa Claus
your laughter filled my house and your presence blessed the world like fragrance of the flowers
I always wanted you to smile and prayed that child in you shall never die, but
you became big enough one day, to think that dreams never come true
you got convinced that world is tough with no fairies or angels around
you laugh when your heart is crying and you pretend to be strong when your soul is dying
my heart bleeds every time you try and fail
my soul breaks every time you cry and think you are alone
i want to shout on top of my voice and let the world know
that you are still my little girl playing in my garden swinging high
and no matter where you go and what you do, I love you and will always do.
don’t worry my child, no matter how tough the time seem, it will be over soon..


Comments about My Little Girl by Richa Tiwari Joshi

  • (12/5/2009 12:30:00 AM)


    Liked the whole theme. In such a loving cover the good times will always come to our door steps soon to knock and will stay forever. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/4/2009 3:41:00 AM)


    true Richa...tough times never last....tough people do.This is a lovely poem, a daughter always remains a daughter, now matter how she becomes and where she goes.... please read my poems called ' THE LITTLE PAINTER ', OUR DAUGHTERS OUR LIVES and HOME SWEET HOME....U may like to comment and rate them (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 4, 2009



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