Shri Bhagwan Bawwa

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Holding his finger,
And strolling around the streets,
was my favourite pastime,
when my father was not so old.
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He aspires, but not for wealth or fame,
Just a simple life, with a humble claim.
A daily bread, a basic need,
Is all he seeks, his heart's gentle creed.
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Grieved and alone, they moan.
Their complaints, a cry to atone.
But you don't understand their tone
Until they're heard and made known.
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A Diwali of Compassion

On this Diwali, show compassion and care,
Buy earthen pots, and light them to share.
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My Father

Holding his finger,
And strolling around the streets,
was my favourite pastime,
when my father was not so old.
I don't know,
when did this all stop and why?
He no more asks me
about my errands,
But keeps waiting for me
till I'm home,
Just ensures it feels at ease;
never says a word or
shows his concern for me
but I know, he cares...

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