The Two Schools


Lovely children all around,

In our school with a play ground.

Tiny tots do learn and play,

Their talents grow here day by day.

Little hands and tiny feet,

Entertain us with their feat.

   All our teachers are very kind,

   Not so easy for one to find.

   Great are the virtues taught here,

   Every child gets love and care.

   Lasting for life will be this memory,

   Saying this fact, I end my poetry.

                
        To be here is to feel at home;

        Ending the worries of Dad & Mom.

        Caring and loving Attenders,

        Have always been ‘Good Tenders’.

        Kids here work, play and learn;

        In the shade of teachers’ concern.

        Doubled with activities and games;

        Soars this haven’s name, with fame.







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