#Groom
Like a tiny seed in soil,
With no forms of life.
We do come to grow and toil,
In waves of joy and strife.
Each day do teach a mile,
Each blinks do speak.
We do learn to cry and smile,
To care for the weak.
We do learn to walk and run,
To win a set of goals.
We do learn beneath the sun,
The value of the souls.
In every steps they groom the seed,
To grow up as a tree.
To learn the ways to love and lead,
With a mind that's free.
We too in due course of time,
Will groom another seed.
Like a parent, in the rhyme,
We shall fill the need.
We shall too do lit the light,
To make it know the line.
Darkness makes us smell the night,
The day comes with a shine.
Grooming is a role we play,
As mentors of the hour.
Noble souls will fill the day,
Amidst a blissful shower.
