Playground is Paradise | Poem | Bookosmia

Lush green bustling grounds

The cries of mirth by children

Love this paradise

We learn many many things

But we love playing silly pranks

And giggling during day

Meeting my teacher

Getting butterflies in my stomach

And pacing up and down

Cries of active children

Make me want to join them too

In the merry playground

School is over today

We had a tiring and lovely day

Want to go again.