Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
I used to have a pretty schoolbag That contained everything that was attributed to my school's days and My whole pretty memories, A pretty schoolbag is part of any student's life Simply because he needs or she needs To put one's stuffs in it, Careless students throw schoolbags Anywhere and everywhere Simply because they refuse to be organized or to be Interested in the school's life anytime, I respected my school, I respected my whole teachers, I loved my whole classmates, and I loved everyone and everything got attributed To my school's life Simply because I loved my whole school's life, My schoolbag meant everything to me, so It was great and wonderful In what it contained from my first days Until the moments of my graduation. _________________________________________________ _____________________
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