There were tears in his eyes
Surprisingly, happy ones
He was finally a proud father
His daughter had rose above her burns

When she set out at it again
He had given away all hope
But this time he was ready
Ready to learn and cope

When she failed the second time
He didn't fight with her
He just allowed her a moment
To get over the failure

But it wasn't like the first
It didn't break her down
He witnessed a mature girl
Who just smiled and let out a frown

She tried and tried again
Till she tasted success
That moment was one to cherish
There was no bound to her happiness

Today as he sat
Watching her launch her book
His claps were the loudest
He bore a proud look

"I want to be like her mom"
He heard a child say
"I want to be like Deepa didi"
His words left their say

His daughter had struggled all the way
And he had tried to make it worse
Still she fought and won
She was magic not a curse

"I'm proud of her journey
She had the worst of starts
Yet she won with perseverance
She finally has the feather of her heart"

Deepa had finally achieved her dreams...

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That brings us to the end of this lovely little journey.

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