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Slate and Chalk
#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
Ever thought,
Why slate is black in first place?
For the marks of chalk to be seen brighter,
All scribbles, but an innocent trace.
To shape your handwriting then,
Remember the first hand of love,
Who drew a first sign of shri, for prosperous beginning,
Holding your tiny hands from above.
Then I realized,
Those days are not meant to be erased,
For everyone of us always have a treasure box,
Where memories are collectively placed😊❤
© Yukta Rane
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
Ever thought,
Why slate is black in first place?
For the marks of chalk to be seen brighter,
All scribbles, but an innocent trace.
To shape your handwriting then,
Remember the first hand of love,
Who drew a first sign of shri, for prosperous beginning,
Holding your tiny hands from above.
Then I realized,
Those days are not meant to be erased,
For everyone of us always have a treasure box,
Where memories are collectively placed😊❤
© Yukta Rane
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