#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,

Those unbreakable giggles
And the teacher's taunts,
They hold my heart
Are not easy to forget.

The days of mumma's
packed lunch and those,
four friends on the last
bench , are not easy to forget.

The days of school's life
crushes and the Ma'am
Mini's punches ,hold my heart
are not easy to forget.

The days of friendship band's
and the we use to make friends
by shaking our hands , hold my
heart ,are not easy to forget.

The day's of Maths's fears
and on hearing that sir is
absent we all cheers ,
, are not easy to forget.

Special note-
And as with the end of our board's examinations ,we cheerd, but we lost the
most precious days of our life , it ended, and we grew up, and got divided into different cities.

© its_azhar_