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Poetry By: angelin

To be with the company of children is real pleasure. I could say its a tonic to ease your mind and heart.

Submitted:Dec 9, 2012    Reads: 145    Comments: 24    Likes: 13   

The moment I step foot on my work place,
I feel the best with a smile on my face.
The orphan, the destitute, the helpless gather there,
A collection of real life's tragedy swarmed to care.
Walking around with these innocent kids so cool,
I teach them all day with love as a tool.
My duty is to foster the shy, timid child,
Taming and moulding none but the wild.
Love and kindness dwell under this roof,
Never will you feel that you are aloof.
Angels don't show such a charm,
A company where you feel no harm.
When a child says," You are my favorite,"
You feel your commitment is all right.
Thanks to God for granting me this job,
A secured place , no regrets to sob.


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