There was a day when we played with clay,
I miss those days is what i can say.
School days are the best,
I don't know about the rest.
Singing songs silently,
Talking about the movie that came recently.
Bunking classes and getting punishments,
During lectures those comedy comments,
In school each day was a game,
After school nothing is the same.
On exams those small small cheatings,
Then that fear of parents teacher meetings.
Even teachers were our good friend,
Sadly! Those days came to an end.
Moments that brought smiles then, now bring tears,
I wish I could go back in those years

                           ©sanyuktapaliya