A Children Day At School

I drop her to school every early morning, Not a fatigue to pick up a fairy that's charming, A fairy is she in her lovely uniform, A bag too heavy perhaps to perform, Something in my life I never performed, But innocent lovely child goes fully armed, Perhaps she is asked to fight a war, As if her teacher is a rival Czar. But today Zaufishan my Grand Daughter, Came downstairs like a pretty pink flower, No uniform not the burden round her neck, I was surprised, an unusual wreck! Let me tell something she wasn't walking, Flying, swimming and nicely talking, In place of tears the smile at her face, A watchable world with a gracious grace! She told me it's a children day, The neat clean toy got a joyful spray, Glittering like gold and shining like silver, She waited for school I saw it never, She will swing and sing many games to play, I wish a nice day and for joys I pray, Activities at school though extracurricular, Change mood of a child concentric-n- circular. Thanks for the dishes she'll be served in recess, I can see the beauty of the fairy princess, Thanks for the books of the fairy tales, Fragrance will survive even if color stales, Beacon House Schooling System, I have regards, Go on marching and fight the retards, But the heavy bag of a child of this age, Constrains to think we're still in a cage!