In the quiet hum of factories, where dreams take flight,
Small industries work, from dawn to the night.
With hands that craft and minds that create,
They build our future, they shape our fate.
On the 30th of August, let us pause and see,
The pulse of a nation, in each small industry.
Privately owned, with limited means,
Yet mighty in spirit, with hopes and dreams.
From bustling workshops to tiny shops,
They weave the fabric of our markets and crops.
With skillful hands and innovation’s light,
They turn the mundane into pure delight.
In towns and cities, in every street,
The heartbeat of commerce, steady and sweet.
They lift the banner of progress high,
Under the vast and open sky.
With limited resources and a handful of crew,
They paint the world in colors new.
Each product they make, a testament to pride,
In small industries, where ambitions reside.
No corporate giants, no towering might,
But in their persistence, they take flight.
For in each small endeavour, a nation thrives,
Small industries fuel countless lives.
They nurture talent, they give it a stage,
They write new chapters on history’s page.
Supporting livelihoods, sparking innovation,
They are the backbone of every generation.
On this day, let’s honor and cheer,
The small industries that bring us near.
To a world where dreams are crafted with care,
In every product, their love they share.
So, here’s to the hands that toil and strive,
To the spirit of enterprise, so alive.
On Small Industry Day, let us all say,
Thank you, for lighting our way.
May these small industries continue to grow,
With every seed of hope they sow.
For in their success, our future lies,
In the bright and clear, Small Industry skies.

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