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An Angel for Me

Divyansi Patra, Class 4

A lady in the hospital

Looked into my small, round face,
When no one was there at all

She said, “So here we meet after waiting

for days.”

I looked at her and thought deeply

“Why is she looking so fondly at me!”

Her face seemed a little godly-

She must be some angel of this new
country.

Slowly and slowly the days passed.

That angel loved me and took good care. “Mother” by Rajasi Laha, Class 5
Now even if ten years have passed

I feel lonely when she is not there.

The angel at times scolds for this and that; Quarrel
I think that’s needed to grow up better.

Any difficulty she is there no matter what Shrijita Singha, Class 3

So, God and the world have named her

Mother. I quarrelled with my brother in the morning,
Quarrelled Quarrelled Quarrelled.

I quarrelled with my brother in the evening,

Knowing nothing without topic!
Quarrelled Quarrelled Quarrelled.

At night my brother came to me,

And said, “Ok, let it go.
Will you take a bite of chocolate?”

That time I jumped up with a smile,

Forgot quarrelling and took a bite.