Divinites in full glory ,take out a peace rally .
A curtain raiser they perform to all that a hundred years have bygone .
A small shelter to a young school and maturing into  a fine one ,
My Alma Mater has seen it all, come together under the sun.

I lie awake in bed
with thoughts swarming around in my head.
I bet none of us back then ever knew,how many things a teacher can do .
It all goes beyond sharing knowledge,
the infinite shaping of life that takes a lot of courage.

Loud and triumphant! Bellowing from the rooftop divine glory rings true.
Hail my school ,that you always will,
for its your values that are your conquered skill.

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar