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

Those times though long gone,
All the good and bad I've done,
The laughters and all the fun,
Every trial and triumph that made me who I am.

Looking back, I see a faded memory,
Of a child who thought life is a mystery,
I once was a child like you today,
So live life bwmefore life send you away.

© girlinwhiteshirt