I’m glad I met you,
O’ye beautiful creation of God,
What matter doth God created thee,
Sparkling eyes, curly locks and strong head,
Besides glee in visage and large in heart,
That too embedded with love and anger.
Striving thou hard in spite of scorching sun,
Foggy dawn, rainy morning and darker nights,
Only to make me smile, laugh and merry,
That too sans a mark of strain and disgust,
As God has made thou epitome of love,
Hark! Thee O’ my dad precious creature,
I’m glad I met you!
