Memories of my schooldays
The droplets of rain touched forehead
I knew it’s time for me to move ahead
With new books and uniforms
To a place of roses and thorns
The droplets of tears fell from my eyes
Though my heart felt as if in ice
Boasting of the tour I went
This was the life’s unforgettable event
The classes which we bunked
And the candies that we munched
Has the delicious taste
Which no recipes can ever bake
Some knew the art of acting
Others knew the art of tacting
For me being the gardens rose
I knew the art of adjusting with thorns
My parents knew my school ’an me
As they came often for answering my good deeds
One of the best days I remember
With smiling lips and watery eyes
Creating a defeat into a victory
Trying to make a fine history
With less pains and sorrows
The journey of my life follows
VaishakSeetharamDattani
12 Feb 2008
VaishakSeetharam Dattani
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