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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,
The brilliant bygone days.
The simplicity of the slate and chalk,
My mom has preserved with care;
Somewhere in our dusty loft;
Just like those memories are intact in the corner of my mind.
My slate was the size of my i-pad;
I could read and write;
Draw and play tic tac
Just like with my i-pad.
My wiki was my dad;
It was portable and durable;
And definately lasted longer than my i-pad;
After all my slate survived my playful throws and occasional thrash.
My black and white;
slate and chalk;
Guilded my childhood golden.
Preserved and folded with care
I can cherish it fondly;
whenever I have time to spare.
© Chandreyee K.
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
The brilliant bygone days.
The simplicity of the slate and chalk,
My mom has preserved with care;
Somewhere in our dusty loft;
Just like those memories are intact in the corner of my mind.
My slate was the size of my i-pad;
I could read and write;
Draw and play tic tac
Just like with my i-pad.
My wiki was my dad;
It was portable and durable;
And definately lasted longer than my i-pad;
After all my slate survived my playful throws and occasional thrash.
My black and white;
slate and chalk;
Guilded my childhood golden.
Preserved and folded with care
I can cherish it fondly;
whenever I have time to spare.
© Chandreyee K.
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