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Appa

Every time I drowned in tears of sorrow
Your finger wiped them away

Every time I was in pain
Your heart suffered in silence

Every time I was weighed down by heavy clouds
You made my day sunny with your smile

Every time I was on the verge of losing heart
You patted me on my back and
Helped me unlock my true potential

Every time I crumbled in defeat
Your words gave me strength
To get back up yet again

Every time you planted a kiss
Your beard often pricked my cheek
I still enjoy it
Being smothered in love.

When I shattered into tiny fragments
You picked up every piece of me
And stuck them back together again
With the glue of love.


I could always pour my worries out
Share my darkest secrets deep within
And not be worried about being judged
For you were always willing to lend me your ear
A shoulder to cry on.

Every time I succeed
You were the first one to celebrate

Every time I was in need
You were the last person to leave

You accepted my quirks
And understood me deeply

Even if the world tries to crush me
I know you will stand by me
You always have, you do and you always will.

You were always the one
Who never showed your emotions

You were the father
Who always swelled with pride
In every mention of his daughters

You are that gem in my hand
The celestial gem with powers
That almost always went unnoticed
Like a pinch of salt in food
Constant yet forgotten.

Your words of strength and power
Stay etched in my heart
And ring in my ears always
Your words,

This too shall pass.



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