To My Unborn Daughter Poem by Sahil SharifdinEnglish

O my joy,
O my delight,
O piece of my heart,
O my eye-sight.


Climb mountains.
Sail on seas.
Fly to skies.
Walk on knees.

Make me smile.
Make me weep.
Disturb me when
I am in sleep.

Pull my beard.
Bite my ear.
Get angry and
My clothes tear.

Ask for money.
Ask anything.
On your command
I shall sing.

But in return,
I beg thee,
Only one thing
Do for me:

'Don't do something that
Stain my face,
Bring me shame,
And bring me disgrace.'

My lovely daughter,
My sweet fairy,
Remember the words
Of helpless daddy.