This post is in response to The daily Post’s Weekly Writing Challenge: I Remember
Going to school on the first day,
Waiting for you to come,
And sit next to me.
Looking at the class door,
Wondering for new teacher to enter,
Hoping that she is someone kind and gentle.
That “it was expected” look,
When teacher would change our places,
Because we talked too much!
The bell ringing for recess,
And we running to either of the place,
To eat our tiffin together,
And complain about our partners!
When the day would end,
We would wait at the gate,
Till your uncle arrived to take you.
Sharing about every other thing,
Happened in school,
And at home.
These things happening,
Every single day of school,
And every year.
As I remember,
The last year when we drifted apart,
For some stupid reason.
And I remember,
And will always do,
I lost a best friend of mine,
Who was so sweet and kind