A CHILD CRIES….
Written by pvvaidyanathan
April 29, 2008
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Loading ...Who will be there to hold my hand?
Who will always beside me stand?
Whenever I’m feeling sick or scared
Whenever in a spot of trouble I land?
My mummy’s away, work is tough,
Today, for her too, life is too rough,
I’m alone, no one to care for me,
Whether I have fever, cold or cough.
I wake up alone, and alone I sleep,
Many a times, I’m, prone to weep,
I want to enjoy, but it’s not easy,
My problems often run very deep
My friends are my best bet in life,
Till I get married and have a wife,
They too are in the same boat as I
God help!, set us free with your knife.
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manytimes we wake up together also; only thing after lying on the bed, all may not sleep at the same time….it makes me cry))))))))
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