Years ago
Oh so shy
I’d never even meet
The teacher’s eye
I walked the halls
With my head down
And most of the time
I was wearing a frown
But school was not
As bad as it could be
I liked to learn a lot
And improve my memory
So I look back
On my yesterdays
With mixed emotions
And wistful ways
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – school
I like your poem.
Thanks Marleen!
When we look back we mostly remember the good things about school days.
There are plenty of not so good memories too, unfortunately.
I know. But it is up to us to go to the happy place of the sad place.
Me too!