Sweet School
In our sweet schools
We turn intelligent from fools
The second form of God is Teacher
He is equal to father and mother
We turn happy from gloom
It is school where kids bloom
And spread the fragrance
Of love and knowledge
Cutting across all ages
In school we learn and play
We hear what our teachers say
We are merry and gay
With our friends
There is fun and fun
Without any end
Awake, stand and run
To reach the school
Where environment is cool
Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘Sahil'
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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