When the school reopens,
We go with a new smile.
When the school opens,
We carry a new bag.
Some have gone to somewhere
But many have come again.
A few teachers have gone somewhere
But the others are back again.
When the school reopens,
We talk a lot and shout a lot
When the school reopens,
A rain comes along with us.
A year will go fast,
A lot we will learn fast,
When the school closes next
A summer comes along with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another of those poems that make me and my heart smile. Keep writing, Keerthana.