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**Daddy's Princess**

You are here but not near
An illusion, that with a touch shall disappear
Connected by a thread, frail and long
That shall remain, when you are gone

A smile changes everything
Eliminating any emerging dots of discontent
But the eyes cannot lie
They speak loudly and tend to be vent

''Daddy's Princess''
What does this mean?
You are royalty
And you're Mom the Queen?

Wrapped in shrouds of endearment,
Spoiled meticulously with luxury,
Smile tearing at the world,
And becoming target of vicious storms of envy?

And why should not there be envy?
When the princess has been brought up this gingerly?
Not a single, pristine crystal allowed to fall from her eyes
Disdain or despair she never knew to everyone's surprise

Yet one must assess
The Practicality of Dreams
Things do not live on forever
As each ruefully sails through life's hesitant streams

You are here, but not near
An illusion that with the touch shall disappear
Connected by a thread, frail and long,
That still will be there when you are gone
Death is inevitable and should 
Be sung as a remembrance song

''There shall be no princess, when you are gone......''

**By Hareem Fatima**
**The Flower of Light**All Rights Reserved

family girls loss reailty regret

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