First Love Of Her

By Dr. Kripa Mariam Babu (PT)

In the quiet of the night, she lies awake,

A heavy burden upon her heart does take.

Lost in the shadows of her father's gone,

Feeling adrift, in a world withdrawn.

Alone she weeps, tears silently flow,

In the darkness, where emotions grow.

Though loved by many, her heart feels sore,

Yearning for the one who is no more.

Friends surround her, and kin are near,

Yet the void persists, feeding her fear.

She carries on, with strength and grace,

But the ache within, she can't erase.

Through the years, the pain remains,

Echoes of loss, in silent refrains.

Yet amidst the sorrow, a glimmer of light,

Guided by love, through the darkest night.

She finds solace in memories dear,

And the love that her heart holds near.

For though she walks a path alone,

In her heart, her father's love is shown.

So she rises each day, with courage anew,

Knowing her strength will see her through.

Though the ache of loss may never part,

She finds peace within her beating heart.

By Dr. Kripa Mariam Babu (PT)