Exams

When the exams comes, The mats copy turns into sums. We have to leave everything, Also our little dear chums. There are terrible nights that vary, only books & books are everywhere. All the books are alive, Shouting, you don't have any spare time. In the examination hall, the question paper is very tall. But the time is not enough, to write answer of all. And when the exams are all over at last, I want to reach home a little bit fast. To enjoy and enjoy a lot, forgetting all the painful days of the past. I thought I would play & only play, and to open the books no one say. And when I reached home, My mother presented biscuits decorating a tray. The next two days I did enjoy, But then my mother said. don't you have to study you lazy boy!! Always playing with one or another toy. That day I knew that days of enjoyment are very few , And between enjoyment study always grows !!