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Smiles for a king

The dusty old man breaks the stone
From morning to evening by the roadside.
He always sits hammering there alone,
All dusty, the livelong day.

The dustiest, funniest, bent old man;
But once as I stood, I saw
Him helping a poor puppy that whining ran,
Because it had hurt its paw.

And the in the evening a beggar child
Fell flat in the dirt and screamed!
That man, he picked her up and smiled,
And comforted her it seemed.

And so I am fond of the strange old thing.
And often when I pass him by,
I say salaam as I would to a king.
And he smiles back in reply.

Suzana Rachel Abraham, VI
Kochi: Gregorian Public School, Maradu

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