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Walking down the street to my bus-stop,
Viewing a lot of kids in their school uniform,
Going on foot with their mother or father,
Holding their hands tight lest it should leave.
Some are in blue and some in red,
Bags are on the back and the bottles in hands.
Laughing and talking to mother or father.
The way itself flows with a lot of kids.
When they reach school with a new hope,
Starting their day with National song
And ending with National Anthem,
Then they do PT to keep themselves fit.
Smile on their face to have a fun in school,
Studying seriously and play some games,
Attending all the classes of different subjects,
Learning something about moral education every day.
Taking part in every activity of school,
Introducing them to their actual skills,
Opening their brain to maximize their potential,
Believing their potential when brought out.
Being the future of our country,
Choosing the field in which they excel,
Cracking each and every competition,
To reach their goal to give a bright future to the country.
19-02-2008
Pushkar Bisht
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