We’re moving on,
Our old school’s gone,
The new one’s just begun.
We’ll dance and sing,
And every thing,
With our new teachers lots.
We’re sad to know,
We can not go,
Back to juniors again.
We’ll miss it lots,
And in our flocks,
We would come racing back.
But,
We’re moving on,
Our old school’s gone,
And the new one’s just begun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good rhythm, i love poems that are short stories.