High School Poem by anju addanki

From school to high school,
Isn't it bit scary?
But I know all will be cool,
And I know it will be merry.


With everything new,
Lots of work!
Known people few,
With less perk.


With new teachers,
Some lenient and some strict.
Learning with smart preachers,
Some kids being picked.


With lots of sports,
That make me tired.
On the tennis courts,
Me being admired.

Sports, service and enrichment,
A compulsory thing.
It gives lots of encouragment,
Which brings a lot of swing.


Hey having a locker,
Feels like a pride.
That will never alter,
This school is always like a guide.