Standing in the gate
an old man was watching
the cars plying up and down
pedestrians walking to and fro.
He stood there
for a time little more
caught a glimpse of
a school bus .
The children saw him standing
waved to him lovingly
gave him flying kiss
through the air.
The old man happily
waved back to them
with eyes wet
went back home.
This has been
his daily routine
for years together
which keeps him going.
The lovely children
who wished him first
would have grown
into handsome adults.
The continuity goes on
year after year non stop
with the children going
in the big bus to school.
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