01 Holidays Poem by Athul KrishnaA
01 Holidays
The time has come at last,
For the tiresome schools be closed,
For the long awaited two months of fun;
Without any study!
Here I board the school bus,
Which drives me to my home.
Soul and heart is excited,
And everyone shouts with joy,
'HAPPY HOLIDAYS! HAPPY HOLIDAYS! '.
THAT IS EXACTLY HOW I FEEL WHEN SCHOOL'S OUT... BUT THEN I HAVE TO WORK SO OH WELL... GOOD ONE THOUGH.
a much remembered emotion before i entered high school...nice writing
Good, of course while enjoying the holidays, spend sometime for creative activity and social service!
Beautifully … in the childhood, all rejoiced with such 'exclamation' …
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/7/2026 3:09:44 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Athul.....I wish I could have agreed with you. Anyway a lovely poem.