The New Day. Poem by Charnjit Patialvi
The New Day.
Golden Sun is rising up,
Calling kids to get up.
Birds are happy and gay,
None of them, home they stay,
With folded hands we all pray,
Kids get ready for Learn-n- play.
Noon is very hot,
There is work to do a lot.
The bell rings Ding- Ding- Ding,
With joy all we sing.
It’s the time to go home,
Here we go to our sweet- sweet Home.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
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