The Classroom

From a cry baby to an adult,
These are lots of things i learnt.

From ABC to Accounts, we covered up a long journey till here,
But one thing remained constant, our teacher, was always there.

From moral to idioms, our teacher made us learn a lot,
And that precious taunt by her, was sarcastically, a memory i luckily got.

Now we progress further, to college from school,
But what these four wall gave, can't be summed up and kept in a pool.

Now we are confused what to wear, being stylish was all i ever heard,
"hey buddy....miss me...?", that all precious uniform of ours whispered.

From limited to limitless, our area of learning expanded,
But that sweet innocence of a child, quietly and constantly, contracted.

These were my experience, which I'll love to cherish and will never be burned,
My ethics are strong and you know why, because....

From a cry baby to an adult, lots of things are there within these four wall i learned.!