(30 October 1885 – 1 November 1972 / Hailey / Idaho)

Sonnet: On School-Life

First day we stepped into a school was great-
In uniform with school-bag, looking cute!
We could not walk or run and had a slate;
We learnt to read and write and be not mute.

We learnt the Alphabets: count one to ten!
We ate so happily when school-bell rung;
Our teachers taught us how to hold the pen;
We can’t forget those days when we were young.

Our knowledge improved slowly every day;
Afilled with joy in hearts, we went to play;
Our teachers taught us manners and to pray;
The fees- our parents somehow tried to pay.

Although some hours, some days, we may detest,
The years we spent in school are sure the best!

by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Comments (1)

This is a very sophisticated, introspective poem Get in touch with me if you would like to talk about it. thomas