"He never looked for praise
he was never one to boast
He just went on quietly working
For the ones, he loved the most
His dreams were seldom spoken
His wants were very few
And most of the time his worries went unspoken too...
He was there... A firm foundation
Through all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold on to
In times of stress and strive
A true friend we could turn to
When times were good or bad
One of our greatest blessings
The man we called Anil..."
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