Living Again My School Time --------- " A Father's Grateful Heart to Dawood Public School"


                                                            Living Again My School Time 
                                           " A Father's Grateful Heart to Dawood Public School "

                                                 Each morning, the gate swings open wide,
                                                       And time folds gently, side by side.
                                                          In tiny footsteps, echoes play—
                                               My schoolboy soul walks with them each day.
                                                 Thank you, Dawood, for this sweet disguise,
                                              Where I live my past through my daughters’ eyes.

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