Guardians of the Bus: A Sentinel's Promise
In the bus's hollow, no child left astray,
Each corner and crevice, we'll diligently assay.
With vigilant eyes, we'll search every space,
Ensuring no child's left in a lonely place.
In our watchful embrace, their safety we'll uphold,
No child forgotten, no story left untold.
(Note: The poem is written in the style of an Italian sonnet)
By- Moonlit Whisper
Copyright © Moonlit Whisper | Year Posted 2024
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