They exist everywhere,
Scattered, here and there,
Holding the pretty flowers, up for us,
Tireless, they stand, only for us,
Every morning, till the onset of dusk,
From the first bloom, till the season's last,
They need our love; but only, if we noticed,
The guardians of the gardens; heroes unsung...
Copyright 2015 © Nandini Deka
beautiful! just loved it.
ReplyDeleteThey surely do need our love especially when the war is over and they struggle to live in society again. Lovely tribute Nandani.
ReplyDeleteGood on you for sngin' em , Nandini
ReplyDelete~~ we thank them for serving our country. Lovely writing.
ReplyDeleteSo many unsung heroes. So very many.
ReplyDeletethanks a lot everyone :-)
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