It was the time;
when i missed my mom,
my home, my tiny sleeps,
and my little toys.

My towels were wet,
filled with tears.
The day was nothing,
but the beginning of school.

After that everything became new;
new friends, new books,
new bench, new place,
and i became new.

My friends filled,
my empty heart with happiness.
My school covered,
my nake mind with knowledge.

Again the time came aback,
My towels again became wet,
When i missed my school.

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