The Sad Event. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The flowering shrubs those flowered
The wisteria in place of the compound fencing
There the flowers appear as a wonderful gift
In the morning sun, every one looks
The flowers those smiles with a little shy
The little girl tries to pluck some flower
She smiles to the shrub in her happiness
The little school bag she puts some flower
To give some flower to her beloved friend
And went straight to the class room
There she knew the school is closed
There every one stood with a sad appearance
She looked the little girl friend
No where she could find the little one
The tears of students she looked with fear