#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit

The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
Of sweet innocence,
and untouched beauty,
Of adventuresome days,
and healthy competitions,
with friends and relations,
walking familiar neighborhoods.

The slate today reminds me,
of those happy days,
days I wish I could bring...