You smile for the buds to blossom,
Your
wrinkles on the face tells,
How far you
have travelled.
You speak
for the lark to sing
Your
teethless gum tells,
How long you
have lived.
You toil for
the little hands to strive
Your armless
hands tells,
How hard you
have fought!
You wait for
the last to show his head.
Your endless
patience tells ,
How deep you
have suffered,
But nobody
cared!
Yet you
smile ,you speak,
You strive
and you wait
For others
in vain.
BABURAJAN.K, Teacher
GFUPS KADAVANAD.
we are very vain about your good thoughts..........beautiful............
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