Written By Pratithi Das (Grade 8)
It was just yesterday that
We had started blooming,
With the red aprons and little name cards
We were always roaming.
The years went by
Like a blustery wind, now we’re burdened down.
Red big books came in place of the little name cards,
Life is no more fun.
We’re either too old or too young
To do something fun.
Freedom is like the manure needed
For us to thrive and grow better,
But it is scarce and very hard to get
So we try to live without it everyday.
Life was simpler when we were blooming,
Time was always in abundance for us
Now we have become hunters for time to come to us.
Responsibilities and duties are increasing with time,
We are bound to take this burden for the rest of our lives.
Today will be a yesterday’s tomorrow,
That is the course of life,
It is better to leave all the ‘yesterdays’,
If we want a happy life.
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