michael bryan heramil

School - Poem by michael bryan heramil

A place where book can speak
and time bound on seconds tik
A box full of empty room
and can be filled by month of june

Brain sparks on stormy test
lead to thy unseen quest
Grow thy bone with lofty skill
not to much for thee will frail

Meet a good friend at your side
for it will eternaly abide

This is a place for knowledge and skills
where man is forged to become more human than beast..

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2008

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