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A TRIBUTE A little child once stood on a doorway To enter what was to be his world For years to come. Looking around for a friendly face, The little one stood still for a while. Then came that warm helping hand That held him tight, With glittering eyes, a reassuring smile And a face that glowed. As the little one grew, in both body and mind, She stayed with him through thick and thin. His unsteady hand That mis-spelt every word at first Soon wrote at a stretch, pausing no where. She held him safe and sound all the time. The little bulging eyes of his That feared to face his very own class Looked at every stranger With a new found confidence. She smiled at his progress And loosened her grip. Heights at first terrified him, But after a couple of falls, an encouraging thrust And the feeling that she was beside him always Made him climb higher and quicker. She let him go and faded away into the crowd While strangers poured into his life. But she never forgot him, For like many other little children Who once held her hand through the years, He too had seized a special place in her heart. Once free, the bird then soared high, Reaching new clouds and touching success Time and again. A fresh life lay ahead of him Applauds and roses, quite familiar then. Sometime later in life, When he became his true self again, He realized that he missed someone In spite of the horde that surrounded him. So, he returned to that doorway Through which years ago he entered his world. He stood still for a moment Knowing not what to do. He searched for that hand that once held him tight Making him feel sheltered. For the eyes that glittered in darkness Showing him the trail. For the smile that reassured him Pushing him further and further ahead. Then he found her. Her face wrinkled, hair grey Yet her heart still the same. For this time, another little one stood beside her. Holding her hand like how he once held hers. He walked upto her, His steps steady, eyes confident And said “THANK YOU TEACHER FOR WHAT I AM TODAY I OWE IT TO YOU” That day, two pair of eyes Shed tears of joy and pride. While the third one looked on expectantly.
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