The follwing is something that moved me immensely. It's here because I thought you'd like it too. Happy reading!
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Yes,it'sTime
to go back to school.....

Yes,i want to rush
So that i am the first
To sit on my favourite bench
Nice and plush....

Eons since i sang aloud
Now,i want to go back
Sing the national anthem
Clear and loud...

Miss the aroma of the virgin,new paper
Of my new notebooks
Want to smell the paper
Yes,i want to go back to school...

Never bothered to write lately
Now want to write neatly
On the first page
Of my new notebook...
Yes,i want to go back to school...

Want to fling the water bottle
And cup my hand under the tap
Want to quench my thirst
With that tepid metallic water
Yes,i want to go back to school...

Lunch boxes and hygienic food
Take a walk
Want to gorge the iced tomatoes
And diced guavas
And cucumbers loaded with
Salt and chili and pepper
Want to cry
While gorging on the spices
And want to gasp for water
All over again...
Oh,i am dying to go back to school....

Let the cycle wheel be the stumps
The stone covered in the rags be the ball
The neem stick,the bat
Cricket has never been the same again
Yes,i want to go back to school....

Want to dream of pouring rain
While the drizzle starts in the night
For all the excitement
Of a rainy,unexpected holiday
For the dream come true
Yes,i want to go back to school...

Darkness creeping in
The ball lost
The time spent in looking for the ball
More than the time spent in playing cricket...
Oh,i miss it so much
Yes,i want to go back to school...

The plush foam and the reclining chairs
Hurt the back
The rough edges and poking nails
Of my favourite bench
Soothed my back
Air conditioned office
Makes me stiff
It makes me perpetually sniff
Want to sit in the warm classroom
No fans,but lots of friends
Open windows and cool breeze
Yes,i want to go back to school...

They taught me a lot
I seem to have lost it all
They told me childhood is the gift of God
I have come to fathom its meaning,now
Want to clear my doubt
As i always used to
Want to ask my wise teacher
Yet again"May i come in,sir?"
To clear my doubts and seek the peace
Oh Yes,i am going back to school.....

(Original gujarati poetic concept)

*Poet: Dr. Hemant Mankad, my friend's dad and a writer I have come to admire.