Landing.
Landing.

Landing.

Landing

Till now holding those fingers with tiny hands

Soon time to leave the fairyland.

Too many chocolates, too many blessing

All the people around showering their wishings.

Heavy hearts to say goodbye

With a smile on their lips and tears in their eyes.

High in the Sky on cloud nine

I am remembering all the memories captured through an eye.

Big challenges, big wet tears

Living the new journey and calming fears.

Big loud voices and big hurrays

With a warm heart and hug to welcome happy days.

Every take-off is optional

But every landing is essential.

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