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She was only three
But , she as different,
Aneree , in my eyes :
She said :
Dadu , take me for a picnic
On the yonder hill
She carried the picnic basket
And I carried the fiber carpet
And as I grasped
Her tiny hand
Climb we did
All the 19 feet of that yonder hill ;
She ate the biscuit
And a small piece of Apple
As we sat and watched the traffic
- the lengthening shadows
In the setting sun ;
Today
As my 3 year-old girl
( in the corridors of my memories
she , for ever
will stay three )
Returns from
Climbing Kilimanjaro ,
I say,
" Let not shadows of sorrow
Spoil your Life's picnic
Climb every mountain
Climb every tree,
When Dadu is not around
Never give up,
God will hold
Your tiny hands "
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0300 Hours
09 Sept 2014 / as Aneree returns triumphant from Mount Kilimanjaro - all of 19,000 feet !
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