#WritcoPoemPrompt49

The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
And the days of my homely way.
They connect two souls with a strong bond,
That's the friendship of my little heart.
Scribbling all day on the walls of the class
And waiting for the lunch break
To have the food fast,
Coming out after every turn
Just to have a look on what is done,
Fighting for the first seat,
To have the teachers attention so humbly,
Leaving everything behind just to play games for half a time,
Making copies for every subject,
And buying pens as per interest;
That's not all of the days of slate and chalk.
They show intimacy of the childhood And the eternity of the days of slate and chalk.

© Niharika Ojha