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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405710" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No children can</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart ached when saw them in hot sun<br>They were toiling hard and were on run<br>From pillars to post for two square meals<br>No one was prepared to offer them honorable deal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well I was small child to see and feel<br>The time was not quickly passing on the wheel<br>It had stopped as if to test us in critical times<br>Father was laborer and mother a helper sometimes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were yet in happy state<br>Evening meals used to be very late<br>She will prepare hot watery soup made of vegetables<br>We used to eat it together on ground table</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What a courageous and lion hearted man he was? <br>What a woman with still resolve by his side she was? <br>I used to witness their smile and may run for kind hand <br>Over my head and feel entire world as very close friend </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;We are not born to suffer&quot; he used to reiterate<br>We may break the hill to make way for gate<br>The successful road may be ready and we shall enter<br>The pain and sufferings may then be thrown from the center</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was picking mustache on my boyish face<br>The father had everything to feel in this worldly race<br>I was about to fit in his dreams and mother used to smile<br>I knew it was their blessings and hard effort to cover the miles </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know it from heart and may not hesitate to reveal<br>They were illiterate parents but made me worthy and real <br>I can thumpingly with honor say that I am really proud<br>I want to make them feel as they were and speak loud</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No children can turn ungrateful later on<br>Sweet memories move around them and are woven <br>That keeps them with watery eyes and remind<br>That here are the best people who were down to earth and kind</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hasmukh+Amathalal">Hasmukh Amathalal</a><div class=q>
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They were toiling hard and were on run
From pillars to post for two square meals
No one was prepared to offer them honorable deal

Well I was small child to see and feel
The time was not quickly passing on t..."></div>
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