Stepping Stone

It was a very happy day when I came to sixth standard,

I found my new class beautiful and here and there I wandered.

I was unhappy to find few mischievous classmates back again,

All my efforts to get rid of them went in vain.

I was delighted to pass standard fifth with good marks,

Now I have to become a morning lark.

In sixth studying sanskrit is not a piece of cake,

When I study it I can't get into it and feel like jumping into a lake.

My habits didn't change and I still gossip with my buddies,

And I can easily deal with social studies.

With these new subject books my bag becomes as fat as elephant,

It is so heavy that I have to move with my back bent.

Anyway this year too with all the toppers I have to compete,

Bye for now my homework I have to complete.