The school bell rings again,
I’m back in that lane.
One by one we sit on the seat,
With a smile and a greet.
Book, Pencil, Tiffin in my bag,
At last, there can be no snag.
Learning theorem and gaining wisdom
In an eager and solemn way.
Giving my best, In every quest
Is what I zest.
Being back to school,
Is like a fish in its pool.
