The sweet smile on the face,

The sweet home and their fate,

Ironing the uniform their mom screams,

Wake up my princess its morning it seems,

Sharpening pencils and fragnatic eraser,

Tiny legs and small steps,

wearing two coats to feel safe from winter,

small tiffin and waterbottle was kept,

Wearing the uniform and neck tie,

within few hours here they lie,

Fighting with the strangers,

Sitting on the dad’s shoulders,

They wished to come back home soon,

Hustle and Bustle was replaced by goon,

Laughs and smiles were converted to cries and

panic,

After they entered the school they never came

back,

This Christmas is not going to be merry,

because the smallest coffins are heaviest to

carry,

Let us pray for those mom who wont iron the

uniform anymore,

For those mom who will not find a reason to

smile anymore,

For those dads’ whose shoulders will remain

always empty,

They will be standing outside the school still

waiting,

They will be standing outside still waiting...16/12 worst day in the world of human kind.Pray for the lost innocent,fragile and vulnerable souls # Peshawarattack