First week of school - a poem

Four days of waiting
outside the classroom
Having you come
again and again
Every time I said
stay in there
I kept repeating
make friends
Fifth day today
you didn't come
I am repeating
I should be glad



Prompt by and Shared with - Poetry Jam

Comments

  1. Mary29 August 2014 at 23:02

    Making friends is often the key, isn't it? Thanks for taking part in Poetry Jam. Hope to see you again.

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    1. Nimi Arora31 August 2014 at 01:16

      Yes, Mary... making friends is the key :)
      Isn't that what we try to do here too, by sharing our poems and thoughts...

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  2. Gabriella29 August 2014 at 23:10

    It is sometimes hard to feel you will fit in. Eventually most kids do, don't they? Welcome to Poetry Jam!

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    1. Nimi Arora31 August 2014 at 01:17

      Thanks Gabriella.
      Most kids do fit in... it's just that for some the effort from the parents' side has to be monumental...

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  3. Helen30 August 2014 at 04:28

    I really like the direction you went with the challenge ... different, intriguing.

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    1. Nimi Arora31 August 2014 at 01:18

      Thanks Helen. This was actually the first thing I thought of.
      When I think of school, I think of my kids' going to school :)

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  4. Donna Smith30 August 2014 at 04:33

    It's a funny feeling when your child finally gets adjusted and "stays in there" having made friends finally....sweet letting go.

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    1. Nimi Arora31 August 2014 at 01:19

      Very true, Donna. Thanks for reading and for commenting :)

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  5. Peggy30 August 2014 at 05:41

    This seems to be the view of a mother of a shy child starting school. I had one of those and it was a challenge. Thanks for linking at Poetry Jam!

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  6. Sumana Roy30 August 2014 at 07:52

    adjusting to the new world...nice take on the prompt...welcome to Poetry Jam :)

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  7. Laurie Kolp30 August 2014 at 19:24

    Aww, so sweet.

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    1. Nimi Arora31 August 2014 at 01:21

      Thanks a lot, Laurie... I am glad you liked it :)

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  8. Mary30 August 2014 at 20:45

    Hi Nimi...looking forward to seeing your comments on other Poetry Jam participants' blogs. Smiles. We all like our poems to be read.

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    1. Nimi Arora31 August 2014 at 01:21

      I agree, Mary... And one does gain a lot from reading others' poems too...
      Thanks!

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  9. Brian Miller31 August 2014 at 23:04

    awww...for some it is hard to be comfortable...and they need that encouragement...i am glad they made friends...

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  10. Nicholas V2 September 2014 at 06:06

    The friends we make early in life may shape our personality and they are often the ones we always go back to. However, it is difficult to reach out that first time...

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    1. Nimi Arora4 September 2014 at 00:47

      Such a struggle it is to fit into the ways of life... Thanks for reading and commenting, Nicholas :)

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