The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited ,waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in her sight,
She felt someone arrived,
But there was no one, a matter to fright .

The days were unending as were the nights,
She shouted , shouted and shouted,
But there seemed no hand to make her bright,
She again felt someone arrived,
Now, there was her "DAD", no matter to fright.
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