Nidhi S. K
9 – A

It’s been months since,
We were bound together.
That feeling of disharmony,
Turned as strong as leather.
Where we have fun,
But within our limits.
To become a part of us,
You don’t need tickets!
When does something stupid or brave,
Claps go heard louder than thunder.
Though we are all well behaved,
There’s a child naughty skinned under
We are praised everyday,
In some exceptions-we are scolded.
But still we are happier,
Than what we were yesterday.
Because we are an example of unity,
We are more than a class,
We are a family.