#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit

The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
I can't forget those days of mine,
I used play with my friends and toys
No tension, no responsibilities,
Those time was exciting and joy
But now, the life become so boring.
I miss those old parks near my school
Green fields and trees.
I wish those days come back again,
with all the games of losing and gain!