You are my Angel Pappa..!!
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Papa, Firstly Happy father's Day.. Papa today I want to tell you something that I always try to share with you, but never get the right opportunity. Papa I am in Love...
He is my first love and I will always love him. He is the most caring person I ever met in my 20 years life, he supports me in every possible way he could. Whenever I felt like I am all alone he made me realize that I am not, he is always with me,walking besides me, and if I fall he will be there to hold me but will never let me down.
Whenever I am sick or crying in pain, I don't know how but he got to know and no matter whether he is sleeping or in meeting, he calls me immediately, tell me which medicine I should take and assures me that he is beside his angel and he will be here with me soon.
With him I feel like I don't need any one else to be in my life, he makes me smile and he wipes my tears. I love him allot and sure he also do.
Papa your Britannia(papa used to call me this) is talking about you. You are my first love dad, and your baby loves you allot. Thank you papa for always being with me.. Love You, You are my Hero..
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