As I pursued my goal with steadfast mind,
Past fortune led me to your guiding light.
A mother teaches first, a father guides,
But friend, you are both — a true delight.
In life's long journey, you lead, I follow,
Yet to the world, we stand side by side.
In you, dear friend, I see no hollow,
No boast, just humble gratitude inside.
Grateful to many, in countless births past,
This life’s golden mine of gratitude shines.
Think deep and this precious truth will outlast,
We owe thanks to those who crossed our life’s lines.
(A poem by Dr. G. S. Shivarudrappa)
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