Pillar of strength, moaned the beautiful girl
For she lost the pillar, victim of cancer
Father, be there for me
But the stage’s three or four
Most has to face the day
When you become an orphan
You’re strong and can be own
But where’s the shoulder to cry
Worry not, for you’re special
Most talented, n’ most humble
Poetess of the heart’s musings
Of a style so unique
Responsibilities on petite shoulder
Still a daughter, and mother too
Worry not, you little brave
The feeling here, is to adopt
Kurian 
Sorry Kurian, sounds like someone close has cancer … praying for a speedy and full recovery!
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I am sorry to say, my friend’s father died.
Thank you for the message. Shows the beauty of your heart
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oh very sad, sorry for your loss .. hence she lost her pillar 😦
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Ohh..this is really sad . May God give her the courage & strength to bear the loss.
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Thank you Bhavana. This shows how nice a heart you hy
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You have described the situation very well Kurian.
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A supportive narrative…
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Thank you Indira
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R.I.P :’) There’s no word that I can express how sorry I feel to hear about this. wonderfully expressed 👏😇
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You are very kind and sweet Ekta
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You’ve expressed the sorrow beautifully. Life is such that even in darkness, there is beauty.
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Thank you for this valuable feedback
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Most welcome, dear friend.
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