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To the men we Love!

Promise us
That you wouldn't let the Devil out
Even when in doubt,
That you wouldn't question the loyalty
Without any surety,
That you wouldn't change who you are
And become who we dread,
That you wouldn't hear the noises,
That drown the inner voices.

 Would you love us till eternity,
Or will it only be till we are yours ?
Would you care for us like a father,
Even after you get a daughter ?
Would you bother our talks,
Even after years that we have walked ?

 Will you be there
To see us win ?
Will you be here
When in pain we spin ?
Will you be there
When we get
Those unbearable mood swings ?

 Can we be assured
Of your unquestionable honesty ?
Can we feel secure
About the home and the society ?
Can you make sure
Of always being the first point of contact ?

 I hope you don't see
These as expectations,
Cause believe me,
With a promise to keep
A woman would even sweep,
If needed with Death,
To protect you and your clan.

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