Poetry 2017 Longlist, Ridham Jain

Where I Learn…
Ridham Jain

Where sun shines with gentle bright,
And blooming flowers come to sight;
Where day begins with an alarm,
And cute little faces glow with charm;
Where books open a colourful field,
And the keeper checks his yield;
Where noise becomes a musical sound,
And children move round-around;
Where blows a wind of art and skill,
And one enjoys the sporting drill;
Where one reads what legends wrote,
And creates his own magical note;
Where teachers are our mothers,
And fellows, our sisters and brothers;
Where there is no place for fears,
And everyone cries those happy tears;
Where life goes on a wonder ride,
That’s my school, that’s my pride!

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