Dravid

(Written September 16, 2011, 12:35 pm.)

Behind the Little Master and Dada,
Stood the handsome gritty Indian wall,
His body adorning the strength of patience,
And his bat welcoming every ball.
Relentless and tall his stature stood,
His talent a relic of cricketing grace.
Today, forever, he leaves the one-day pitch,
With raised bat and serene face.