Start-Finish Line

I chose to be there at the start of the race
Babies being born to start the life's race
Determined to get them strong to sprint the race
I start their race with a Grace

Though my startline was not by my choice
The race so far has been a rejoice
To forget the unpleasantaries, is a choice
I plan to finish my race with dignity and grace..sr


The start and finish lines are inevitable and unpredictable for most part.
The lines cannot be drawn by our choice
We can only wish for, plan and accept.....sr

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