POEM-TIME
Time is a thing no one can buy
If it flies everyone will cry
God created such a rhyme
After bad always comes good times
In our life everything is prime
So never commit a crime.
Time and patience are the strongest warriors
As they can break each and every barriers
If we manage time we manage life
Otherwise it will chop us with a knife
Changing time is in your hands
As it removes all bands
For kids it’s enjoyable time
Playing with slime or drinking lime
For young ones it’s merry time
Sitting under the room’s chime
Elders like to relax under the sunshine
Sitting on a chair they say it’s mine
Something is also amazing in bedtime.
BY AIZA JABIR
II-D