Memories of my schooldays <br /> <br />The droplets of rain touched forehead <br />I knew it’s time for me to move ahead <br />With new books and uniforms <br />To a place of roses and thorns <br /> <br />The droplets of tears fell from my eyes <br />Though my heart felt as if in ice <br />Boasting of the tour I went <br />This was the life’s unforgettable event <br /> <br />The classes which we bunked <br />And the candies that we munched <br />Has the delicious taste <br />Which no recipes can ever bake <br /> <br />Some knew the art of acting <br />Others knew the art of tacting <br />For me being the gardens rose <br />I knew the art of adjusting with thorns <br /> <br />My parents knew my school ’an me <br />As they came often for answering my good deeds <br />One of the best days I remember <br />With smiling lips and watery eyes <br /> <br />Creating a defeat into a victory <br />Trying to make a fine history <br />With less pains and sorrows <br />The journey of my life follows <br /> <br /> VaishakSeetharamDattani <br /> 12 Feb 2008<br /><br />VaishakSeetharam Dattani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-of-my-schooldays/
