The place where I used to stay,
I used to learn and eat and play,
My so many friends and toys
The shared sorrows and joys
The childish quarrels we had
Hitting each other like mad
The teachers' great helps
Our unnecessary yelps
The care and love and courage
Preparing us for the future age
The fun we got
The fights we fought
All these are the memories I weave
My school, I will one day leave...
Your initial attempt at writing is a very good one. A nice poem with a nostalgic theme.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
care, love, courage, fight- all life
I am extremely pleased that found a very deep meaning into my childish attempt.. :)