FRAISE AND FOUNDATION

 


 

When you wander free 

Like a kite 

In the vast sky of dreams

Father keeps holding string 


On your every success

His joy knows no limits

He gets overjoyed 

And overwhelmed


If your commit any lapse

He is there to rectify you

You are fraise

Father is the foundation.




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