STUDENT'S DAILY STRUGGLE

 

Sun rays slip through the curtain’s fold,

A golden glow that young mornings hold.

We wear our uniforms neat and clean,

Which makes us look like a queen.

We grab our bags, so full and tight,

And rush to class with all our might.

We always learn the quality of A.B.C and all alphabets,

But, still can't figure out the value of "X".

We learn about soluble and insoluble substances,

When we don't even want to become scientists.

We learn about pyramids in the distant past,

Lessons learned, forever last.

We learn how igneous and sedimentary rocks are formed side by side,

Making up most of the earth's tide.

With the ring of a bell, we clear our thoughts and all is well,

The hectic day ends, no more books or tests to take,

Our minds can rest, and the happiness our hearts can make!

Khadija Abid VI Red