like prisoners finally freed, <br />the children flee from the school, <br />restrained minds, tied up tongues, <br />untied. <br />showering kisses upon mother lips, <br />with hands layed out like beggars, <br />as they await their sugary treats. <br /> <br />each day these little minds grow, <br />each day a little more they know, <br />The more they understand, <br />the more they question. <br /> <br />innocence is lost in the classroom, <br />knowledge brings both joy and gloom. <br /> <br />when all have passed through the schools gates, <br />and when the beat of tiny feat is muted, <br />The ghostly innocence of past pupils, <br />searches the unsettling silence of the classrooms <br />in the hope that life can be simple again.<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/end-of-school-day/
