The Memory Of School. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In the meadow near the school
We sat in groups in evening
The good old building of the school
The memories of the past in mind
The great events of childhood
The great friendship that blossomed
Here in this compound I remember
In groups we searched the earth mounds
In union we searched for the treasure
Where in fairy tales grandma told
The luck ones gets the treasures
The children of truth traces it
But never we found a treasure
But got a great treasure from school
The good memories and knowledge tips
The footsteps we walked here and there
The friendship we remember as if today
The great teachers are gone away
The great memories of school can't fade
This sacred sanctum sanctorum gave me a life
I am ever grateful to my school.