School Days by PRADHOSH.K.M

In the golden glow of morning light,
We'd gather by the school's old side,
Friends and family in joyful sight,
Where laughter and love would collide.

The bell would ring, a cheerful call,
Echoing through the ancient trees,
Our hearts would dance, spirits tall,
Carried on the summer breeze.

We'd share our dreams, our secret fears,
In whispers by the playground's edge,
Stories spun through fleeting years,
Promises made, a silent pledge.

The scent of...