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Lelah Anak Kecil Itu,..

cuba dan terus mencuba,..
bila anak kecil itu jatuh ketika mula belajar bertatih,..
dia akan kembali bangun,.
seolah2 tiada mengerti erti sakit,..
putus asa tidak sekali..

 tapi anak kecil itu kini telah menginjak dewasa..
mula menanam rasa lelah..
rasa kecewa dengan ketentuanNya..
mengapa apa yang berlaku tak seindah yang dia minta..
tak semudah yang dia sangka,..
malah lebih sukar dan payah,..

kadang-kadang,..
pernah anak itu,..
bila dia jatuh,..
rasa sakit yang mencucuk-cucuk,..
bukan di fizikalnya,
tetapi pada hati nuraninya..
maka,dia tidak ingin lagi merasa sakit..
dia menanam tekad,..
dia tidak akan pernah bangkit semula,..
kerna dia tahu..
bila berdiri ada kemungkinan untuk mencium semula bumi,,..
anak itu jauh dalam kegelapan..
yang dia tak mahu keluar,..
bukan kerana dia sayang pada kegagalan,..
tapi,kegagalan itu membunuh keyakinan..

anak itu tidak sedar,..
andai kata dia tidak bangkit,..
dia tak akan pernah belajar untuk berjaya,..
kerna bila dia berjaya mengorak langkah kembali,..
di situlah bermula kejayaannya,..


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