Father’s hug

How comforting would It be 
for a tiny lil one

Sticking tight on to his chest
Gazing at him with those twinkling eyes

Seeing the world in him
Enjoying how tiny he has become
Just to see her smile

His gestures with tongue and eyes
All together like a funny mice

How warm is that chest
The smell of his beard
And the scent on his dress
Adoring everything that he does

His huge nose and his glasses
have become her toy

She liked to clench on to his hairy chest
Like a tiny lil kangaroo in pouch..

Little did she know he would be hurt...
But still he kept her close,
Coz for him,
The world was in her..

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