A Song for my school

                       

I still remember the tears rolling down,

Everything coming to an abrupt end ;

The feeling of insecurity

Torture and aloofness.

Standing at the casement

And watching her go.......................

The memories are hazy but feelings are pure ,

I 'll miss you P.R.I.A, I'll miss you for sure ............

I still remember my achievements in school ,

Full marks in maths ,

My trophy for debate ,

Running all over the hurdles

Chearing my house for a goal ...

The strings spreading music in the air,

My furtile efforts to paint

And the brushes full of colours

Each day my hard washed uniforms

Would be stained with my childish strokes ,

And above all , stare mamma in the eye ..

I still remember my friend

My wit and sense for me

The one who held my hand

When no one pittied on me ,

My philosopher , my guide ,

A hard face out ,

But soft from inside

She was one with the difference

My teacher and preacher as well,

Looking , caring and treating me,

Like her own child ,

I will never forget the memories

Worth a fortune for me

And today as I say adieu to my school

I raise my hands in prayer and say

Return me the day once more

The first day of my school

The way I clenched moms hands

The way dad left me in my class

Let again I feel the pang of sticks

Let again me stand afront my class to mind

With pleasure i would shred my youth

If I get my childhood days back in full.

My childhood and my innocense

Again to cherish the reminiscence

The memories go hazy but feelings remain pure

I'll you P.R.I.A , I'll miss you for sure...........