First steps of a tiny scholar
so cool
Trotting inside his new big school
Kids cry in rhythm and rhyme
Helping hands reach in time
Caring are the school
attendants
Clasping the tender hands
Taking them in every step
Guiding them in every stride
Picking bags and tiny boxes
Laughing with the tiny tots
They make you sit, they make
you stand
They make you walk, they make
you talk
They do all with a loving
heart
Helping kids in times of need
Their deeds are priceless
indeed
They wash the floors and dust
the doors
They sweep the rooms with the
brooms
To keep the classes spic and
span
Devoted to duty every passing
day
They are the noble souls in a
way
To be thanked in a better
way.
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