A Classroom without Children

A classroom without children

Is like a sky without birds

Like a ground without mud

A tree without leaf

A life without love

The children's fights

The children's complains

Standing up again and again

And moving about

Sometimes washroom

Sometimes water

A class is incomplete without

Children arrive, unknown 

Yet becoming part of our own

Blessed with love and care

Growing, learning everywhere

Each year brings a fresh group's cheer

Full of mischief, joy, sincere

With bonds that grow, hearts entwine

Parting feels like

The end of a line.

For us the children's role

Is making the classroom whole