School Bell: The First Lesson in Management - Anvesha Rana
The School Bell
Tringgg goes the bell,
Casting the gleeful spell
As children dash out,
some to the classes they like,
others to the ones they dislike,
Everyone suddenly has a new thereabout.
Faces shine with mirth
when the Sports period comes
and turn into sulks
as Math hums.
The bell is uncanny yet beautiful,
Galling at 8 but melodious at 3.
What may come our way?
The bell will always be the shimmering ray.
Be it a school, or a temple,
or perhaps a rooster's cock-a-doodle,
All These are Bells,
Reminders that Time Flows.
- Anvesha Rana,
Grade 10-B,
Gyanshree School
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