Rout maam mister is no more,
Mrs Rout worked in our office.
She is young, bold,
can tackle all odds
moreover, our soul is invincible,
no fire can burn it,
no water can drench it,
nor can any gale blow it away,
He is there, in everything, everywhere.
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Your words pay homage to the great soul that departed this mundane world and a solace for the bold person of your concern to a great extent. A lovely poem shared sir. 10+++ for it. Subhas