A Bud

Country's back yard

Home garden

Germinating flower plant

Nurture with care

Till nine months, ten days

Thought it a treasure..

A sprouting bud

In a twig of garden

Not be guessed

How far will go, its scented fragrance

From country to city

Like flapping flag

Country after country

May swim across the sea

And reached shore to shore..

For filling up it with the scent

Celebrates his freedom

Like flower fall off from a twig

On school varanda daily...

In the bud

Knowledge sprinkled again and again

For blooming this fair and squire

Taking up it with affectionate palm

Make some after another at same

Taken care all these small pots

Line by line

In the rooms of school.....

Poured fetched in by spoon

Fill all these by knowledge and more

Leaks it's fragrance

With information technology mission

From morning to afternoon..