When she was born he was immensely happy,
Soon waiting for to be called daddy.
He protects her from the smallest of pains,
Expecting himself to be her main.
Her smallest of wish or demand he makes it a point to fulfill,
Nursing her when she falls ill.
Clasping her tiny fingers he teaches her to walk,
On any subject practically he can talk.
Guiding her on what is wrong and right,
He inclines to keep her in front of his careful sight.
Making her a strong person is what he truly desires,
Hankers to safeguard her from all sorts of liars.
One day she will leave him and go to her other man is what he knows,
Secretly he yearns to go with wherever she goes.
They say a daddy loves her princess more then anything,
Why do we girls have to leave them to be with the other king?