Saturday, May 15, 2004



Rhyme Time

If...

If it were all upto me;

The slave would be free &

a blind man would see.

The hungry would eat &

corrupt would not cheat.

The weak would be strong &

people with hatred would all get along.

The poor would have riches,

No heartbreaks, no stiches.

The ones who are greedy would

start to share &

unfriendly people would start to care.

The thirsty would drink &

everything bad would sink.

The deaf would hear &

there’ll be no eye with a tear.

Thus, sorrows and sadness would all disappear.

This is how the world would be....

......if it were all upto me.

— Megha Chopra, Class IX-E, D.N. Model Sr. Sec. School, Moga.

My dear mom

Sometimes we get busy in our lives each day,

We neglect to tell people things we should say.

As I pondered these thoughts with you in mind,

I realised how important it was to find time.

I want to tell you my thoughts on paper,

So when we’re apart you can read them later.

You’re a very special lady, who showered me with love

I am thankful for you as I’ve told God above.

This poem could never be sent to any other

Because it’s written specially for you, my mother.

— Arpu, Class XI, Jesus Saviour School, Sirhind Mandi.

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