Let's Hear It
Treasured Moments
School is synonymous with happiness and best friends
That I treasure even four and a half decades
Down the line and we all are still connected
We still become nostalgic about
Sharing tiffins and story telling in lunch breaks
Smuggling the so romantic Barbara Cartland's
And comics in texts books for fair exchange
Yelling and jumping in the throw-ball court
As if fun games were just then or never
Our overprotective teachers and caring nuns
Lined us up under mango trees on river banks
To recite and enjoy the music in poetry
While our eyes were either watching tempting mangoes overhead
Or distracted by the regattas from the Boat Club next door
Bidding farewell to friends and school we entered
Into an adolescent world of freedom encased in insecurities
February 9, 2016
Contest: Let's Hear It
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2016
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