I’m sorry that while you started going school, I didn’t hold your hand, I’m an army Man.
I’m sorry that when you first fell while learning cycle, I wasn’t there to be your idle.
I’m sorry that when you first performed in school, I wasn’t there to show your daddy
I’m sorry that when you got your first heartbreak I wasn’t there to tell you the person
you loved was worthless and fake.
I’m sorry that when you first tried makeup I wasn’t there to praise your beauty’s new
I miss you and your mother each day with more dept, But I Can’t ignore the fact
I’m country’s protector before A daughter’s mentor.
My first love will always be this land, I’m an Army Man.
Poetry By Somna Kapoor