To Our Beloved Children

The time away from school For may be one brief hour or so Or a summer long through a sabbatical Ah! how delightful it looks Happiness untold, of joy and zeal With friends unto fields and groves Hunting lights of phantom and rainbow-gold and spitball Until unto books Good to see again how you turn being studious and thoughtful But when an anguish of pandemic lashes And such infamous rounds of holiday follow without a school Between, what then do you do and say within confines Of home and room overseeing seemingly a thorny wall Now that alienates this world and the sky you touch and smell but in scares Though conforming to rules you move but in veil Half in throb and half in smile while recalling friends, Teachers, class rooms, playground, recess and closing bell Oh, could I but understand the moment of your winter blues Yet I believe in academy you will stand out well From strength to strength grow and develop competitive edges For the time away from allows you to become mature, composed and cool As from shallow and murky waters springs up a lotus So will you sprout and bloom from such weeds as well Leaving a mark and setting an instance on the path of ambivalence Cathedral of morning as when my eyes fall Upon you I see the whole universe lighted up with your radiance Serenity of evening when I see you around stars above in the sky twinkle Shimmering in the dark diffusing brightness through your charms Happiness of night when I look at you it seems as if all The sun and sky and ocean melting into one in your quiet starlit eyes Suffusing love and peace and tranquilizing us to sleep in serene stars'light quietly Oh, dear come to sleep for midnight draws nigh awaiting to fill you with dreams And will soon usher in morning with delights of birds, sunlight, cloudlets, flowerlets, leaflets so magical And ceremonial- -chill, thrill, still, frail - - oh! catch and hold them that they may pass on soon as life's sweetest moments