like prisoners finally freed,
the children flee from the school,
restrained minds, tied up tongues,
untied.
showering kisses upon mother lips,
with hands layed out like beggars,
as they await their sugary treats.
each day these little minds grow,
each day a little more they know,
The more they understand,
the more they question.
innocence is lost in the classroom,
knowledge brings both joy and gloom.
when all have passed through the schools gates,
and when the beat of tiny feat is muted,
The ghostly innocence of past pupils,
searches the unsettling silence of the classrooms
in the hope that life can be simple again.
Not Long Left
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/end-of-school-day/
