Whilst school lessons get grey in years long past,
O Monk Hills, what ye taught rests etched in head,
Decades pass and time moves fleeting ahead,
How memories— happy and not— still last!
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Fond memories of childhood remain ever-fresh through out our lives. This poetic account of the 'Monk Hill' adventures makes it highly readable. It creates some really absorbing images. Thanks for sharing.
With you, two great poets have liked my poem, thank you Rajnishji.
A wonderful childhood memory. So vividly and lovely depicted. Yes, each one of us have memories that have been kept on our hearts. So beautifully written.
Memory of monk hill motivates us. Glory of monk hill is sung beautifully. You are very amazing poet really. This poem is interesting.
'Amazing poet', interesting, but I think when the feelings of the heart are natural as to come from the depth of genuine feelings, the expressions make everything sound good, thanks indeed.