With trembling legs i boarded the bus, Looking at the monsters around me... Taking the corner seat, Lost myself in the cover of book.... I m gonna write in years,
Legs denied the initial step.... But the gentle hand holds my hand, Taking my fear away... To Mary-Go-Round & See-Saw, Charm started flooding my face... N so i made the cover of my book,
Day by day shivering legs got stronger.. Monsters now seems to be human, N corner seat faded away... As tiny-tot reforms to be kid, Every new day was an adventure.... To write down a new chapter.
Jumping to school from kindergarten, Slowly playgrounds enlarged.. From See-saw to indoors, Mary-go- round to outdoors.... Alphabets become theories... Lovely rhymes turned out, To scientific logic ... Brain has increased, Memory is still in childhood.. N this took me to new phase, A new chapter of my book.
Learning in this phase.... Numeral hands help me to grow, Guide my through my path... Taught me to live, Embracing the happiness... I made memories with them, Print them in My heart... Making another superb chapter.
Visualising the decline.. In length of smooth road, Adventure seems to... Be scattered n different, But still with hope to be together... I give the full stop, To be best gift ever.."My School Days".
I really miss those days......N now with time it has become the fading memories captured within the words.