This poem which I composed says it all about school times
Destiny takes us we know not where
But we carry our memories there
School times, classmates loads of fun
Exams done accolades won.
Driving teachers round the bend
Teasing, jeering it had no end
“Stand on the bench” they’d scream away
But from them we would run away
Lunch time spent in running around
In the baking sun till the ball was found
The recess over, back to the class
Striving for those marks to pass
Some were always up to pranks
Competing for those tempting ranks
Pushing prodding to come out first
If one failed the tears would burst
Classmates are a wonderful gift
Try your best stop the drift
Teachers, masters ever so kind
Tough it was to leave them behind
So many years of endless joy
Fun and frolic boy oh boy!
Dramas, rehearsals, singing galore
I wish those years were here once more
SCHOOL TIMES
Destiny takes us we know not where
But we carry our memories there
School times, classmates loads of fun
Exams done accolades won.
Driving teachers round the bend
Teasing, jeering it had no end
“Stand on the bench” they’d scream away
But from them we would run away
Lunch time spent in running around
In the baking sun till the ball was found
The recess over, back to the class
Striving for those marks to pass
Some were always up to pranks
Competing for those tempting ranks
Pushing prodding to come out first
If one failed the tears would burst
Classmates are a wonderful gift
Try your best stop the drift
Teachers, masters ever so kind
Tough it was to leave them behind
So many years of endless joy
Fun and frolic boy oh boy!
Dramas, rehearsals, singing galore
I wish those years were here once more
