When I’m back from school at four, <br />There’s a school at home waiting for more. <br /> <br />I hate to think of doing all again, <br />All that I did, throughout the day. <br /> <br />Paying attention for such long hours, <br />To improve my knowledge and thinking powers. <br /> <br />It’s time for fun, after doing the best, <br />I wish my parents knew I need rest. <br /> <br />Whenever I’m seen around in comfort <br />I'm reminded again, of making some effort. <br /> <br />Effort to think and effort to learn, <br />Not taking effort to think, I may burn. <br /> <br />Oh, how I wish, I could convince by polls, <br />Studying is not all, to tackle the tolls. <br /> <br />I can live with the basics of life, <br />Which I believe is joy and not only strife. <br /> <br />No more studies, is what I wish, <br />With memory, of a day without study, to cherish.<br /><br />Lilly D'souza<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-more-studies/
