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She May Be Dark, But Is My Lovely Daughter (The Poor Daughter Of Poor India)

She may be dark, but is my lovely daughter,
Dark but affectionate,
Careful and loving,
How neglected is she,
Think I,
How ignored in the homes
Of poverty, illiteracy and backwardness,
In a torn frock
Goes she to the hamlet school
Running under the banyan trees
and she reading on a jute knapsack,
My lovely daughter,
My affectionate daughter,
My poor but loving daughter,
Living miserably,
But smiling in pains too
The poor daughter of Poor India.
Bijay Kant Dubey

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Her Fathers Eyes

My daughter has her fathers' eyes
And all her friends agree
'I wish she'd use her own' he cries
'Without them I can't see'!

My daughter has her fathers' nose
My father always felt
Although his facial problem grows
He never knew he smelt!

My daughter has her fathers' chin
And every time he coughs
His teeth begin to drop.....and spin
And both his lips fall off

My daughter has her fathers ears
The awful things she says
Don't hurt him as he never hears
And thinks she sings his praise

My daughter has her fathers' smile
He makes a simple case
'I haven't smiled in quite a while
Cos that bitch stole my face'
steve stirk

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Tears Of A Mother

No mother would want her child to see her tears
But circumstances have a way of breaking a mother down to her tears
Up all day hustling for something to eat
A loaf of bread and tea I would find

Oh Lord why am I suffering, ''wondering''
Yet my siblings are shinning and smilling
Why is life so unfair?
Why am I and my daughter treated like outcasts?
Is it because her father left me?
Oh Lord do you see my pain!

Hear my cry Lord and land me a job
So that me and my daughter have a better life
Life where our grumbling stomach is not the only music we hear
But let us enjoy the sound of singing birds

The Lord heard my cry
Me and my daughter are not starving but feasting
Ain no day we go by without a meal
And my daughter does not see my tears anymore
Let her daughter not see her tears too
Pearl Monametsi

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The King Of Erin's Daughter

THE King of Erin's Daughter had wind-blown hair and bright,
The King of Erin's Daughter, her eyes were like the sea;

(O Rose of all the roses, have you forgotten quite
The story of the days of old that once you told to me?)

The King of Erin's Daughter went up the mountain side
And who but she was singing as she went upon her way,
'O somewhere waits a King's Son and I shall be his bride,
And tall he is and fair he is and none shall say him nay.'

The King of Erin's Daughter–O fair was she and sweet–
Went laughing up the mountain without a look behind
Till on the lofty summit that lay beneath her feet
She found a King's Son waiting there, his brows with poppies twined.

O tall was he and fair was he. He looked into her face
And whispered in her ear a word un-named of mortal breath
And very still she rested, clasped close in his embrace,
The King of Erin's Daughter, for the bridegroom's name was Death.
Norah M. Holland

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