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

I still remembered
The first day of school,
How I stepped into a new world
with my tiny feets.,
That day,Teachers were there
And the new friends we meet....

"While having break
we shared our lunch,
The afternoon's
the bright sun,
We ignored that
and had so much fun".

"The days of slate and chalk
that anything at that age
we always talked,
I always kept that memories in a cage,
To just share my childhood
I get back to that stage".


Oh! I really miss my Montessori Days.








© silent thinker Ashi