RECESS

Full of books, my bag was always a mess,

I always waited for the recess.

It was the time to play with the friends,

We talked about, the new fashion trends.

Tiffins were open and we were ready to eat,

With all my friends it’s like a treat.

We used to run round and round,

In our school, we had a lovely playground.

Some throwing rockets some standing on stool,

Recess was the best part of the school.

In that part we felt we have wings,

All feel bad when bell finally rings.