⭐A Faint Memory⭐
Amidst the night cold and dark🌒 Along with the moon🌛and stars Amongst them I see 👀 my memories spark 🌠 So here comes a poem 📝 out of my heart 💖. Sitting near the window gazing 👀 through the pane Nothing is visible except the solitary lane My mind is occupied with memories of my first day at St. Anne's. A slender little boy 🙎 in front of the big gate 🏰 A bit confused 😟 as he is a little late ⌚ Thinking about excuses that he might have to make And I feel sorry for him as he doesn't have any mate. Those little footsteps 👣 enter the magnificent building 🏢 Searching🔍 for his class as there was no one directing 👉↪ Then he was accompanied to his destination by Mr. Chain Singh 💂🚸. And then he made his way down through the ever busy stairs when he reached his class boys and girls were reciting prayers and that boy imitating others joined his hands with care 🙏 he was relaxed to see some guys accompanying him there. Along with others he