I saw the milestone yesterday
Near a Public road embankment it stood
As a valuable monument with pride
And the dreams and memories it carried
I saw the milestone with reverence
The memory of service it rendered to poor
The people understood the distance
And they adjusted the walk in times
The time where watches were not common
But the sun and moon helped them
The shadows of mile stone tried its best
To help the pedestrian to know the time.
Now milestones are only a memory of past
And Kilometer stones have placed there
Pedestrians opted for vehicles to travel
Milestone is a past memory to me alike.
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