A Girl came down by walk An adorable baby A Child of discipline A girl of care A youth of duty A purified soul. A responsible daughter Always a mother To her father Intelligent sister Shares her dad's duty A lady of care Always like a bee. Eldest grandchild Of a Banyan tree But Lone warrior of life. Shares other's burden But Never let her own I have a prayer For her. Dear God, Bring back her youth. Let her soar Her wings as she likes. ...