A desire to fly, but without wings, <br />Expect a voice, but just a cry to sing, <br />I came to a place, where I had a din to hear, <br />Left my mother, though with tears. <br /> <br />No language to speak, just new faces to see, <br />New hands to lift, new hands to pamper just for me, <br />An angel I saw, she asked my name, <br />Few teeth in mouth, what a shame. <br /> <br />She took me in her laps, to know my name, <br />As she had to see the child that she had to tame, <br />Gave me a seat, and a smile with a sweet, <br />Took a promise, 'tommorow to meet.' <br /> <br />Came home with joy with so much to tell, <br />That I had a summer not a hail, <br />To my mother I told with all the words I knew, <br />Promised not to fear, when she would leave.<br /><br />Chaitanya Dorwat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-day-of-my-school/
