Fime: A Legacy In The Making Poem by Dhruvikumari Sharma

Fime: A Legacy In The Making

In the grand halls of the exhibition fair,
With lights that sparkled and people everywhere,
I walked beside my dad with pride,
Seeing a world where his passions reside.

He spoke of implants with a gleam in his eye,
Sharing his knowledge, making spirits fly,
Distributors and doctors gathered around,
Respect in their eyes, admiration profound.

Each handshake firm, each smile sincere,
In every word, his dedication was clear,
His love for his craft shone bright as the sun,
And in that moment, I saw his work as fun.

I watched and learned, in awe of his grace,
Seeing the joy that lit up his face,
Knowing one day, I'd stand by his side,
Helping, learning, filled with pride.

For in those halls, my future I found,
In his footsteps, on this hallowed ground,
To carry his legacy, with honor and might,
With every implant, in the world's light.

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