Leaving School Days

The best time when you enjoy
Most of being alive,
Is somewhat gonna be over
With the end of your school life. 

From playschool to primary
From primary to high school
It's a place where you get
And leave behind your childhood. 

A mysterious fun in attending 
Those days, we never know
Until it strikes our head as memories
When everything will go. 

No more blackboards to stare at
No more desks to lie on
No more rules to break and 
No more arguments to do what you want. 

Although many things have got over 
But school is not the end.
Maybe you'll have a different fun
In a new college with new friends. 

                                                                    29 October 2014
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Agustin Avatar
August 25, 2024 at 4:46 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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