Ground Report

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<p>Standing beside the grave of my father,</p>
<p>I try to forget the sorrow of an orphan girl.</p>
<p>My father hears from his grave,</p>
<p>Then a loving voice comes,</p>
<p>&quot;My child, I remain in your sweet heart.</p>
<p>Oh! my daughter,</p>
<p>I am present in your tears and laugh.</p>
<p>My child,</p>
<p>I always exist in your prayer to God.&quot;</p>
<p>I reply silently,</p>
<p>&quot;Your all memories are as lively as my blood.</p>
<p>In the morning and evening, your calling vibrates in my heart.</p>
<p>I&rsquo;ll come to the permanent abode of you finishing my assigned task.&quot;</p>
<p>Then my silence breaks,</p>
<p>All fathers call their children from their graves.</p>
<p>I find an orphanage in my thought,</p>
<p>Billion children come from the orphanage to their fathers&rsquo; graveyards.</p>
<p>Drops of tear tickle from their bent down faces,</p>
<p>And thousands of memories make waves in their hearts.</p>
<p>Then it is remembered:</p>
<p>One day our all activities on Earth will be ended</p>
<p>As the light of evening gets exhausted.</p>
<p>Leaving this Earth, the journey of our souls will find a spiritual world.</p>
<p>Standing beside the grave of my father,</p>
<p>I can&rsquo;t call him to this permanent world,</p>
<p>But I pray for the salvation of all fathers&rsquo; souls.</p>
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