My School

The place where I used to stay,
I used to learn and eat and play,
My so many friends and toys
The shared sorrows and joys
The childish quarrels we had
Hitting each other like mad
The teachers' great helps
Our unnecessary yelps
The care and love and courage
Preparing us for the future age
The fun we got
The fights we fought
All these are the memories I weave
My school, I will one day leave...


(A very old piece of writing retrieved from my school diary..)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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