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November 20

Baba, My Beloved

When someone scolds, weep not child dear
Cause your cheeks may turn pink-petal color
You are sweet, lack nothing dear
If piqued by someone bad, do not vent anger
Keep smiling, O ! My little little child
'cause no one on this earth, except you is so good,
These soothing words lit confidence in the child
In quest of Baba, love overflowed
Child began admiring, "Baba, our dearest"
And pleaded Baba, be with me always closest.


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