My daughter, my little daughter
A little plant at present she is,
A mother in future
With these all a family guide and a nurse;
I pray for her to the Merciful Almighty
May she grow with requisite qualities
With the honor, the chastity
And being one of the virtuous;
May she earn necessary education
For all stages and life oriented
To form an educated nation
To keep pace with the running world;
I am afraid of this running world
As it is too poignant and tumultuous
How shall she be fit?
To avoid the ruinous chaos;
May Creator not only bestow her beauty
But bless with glory and dignity
With patience, courage and ability
Of facing and doing things properly.
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It is so great a poem: May Creator not only bestow her beauty But bless with glory and dignity With patience, courage and ability Of facing and doing things properly. great lines