AN ARDENT DEVOTEE

In your hands our dreams have bloomed from buds to flowers

Like the rainbow of colours in our young minds

In your yards we have spent days in joys of childish plays

And received the precious treasures of knowledge

The dust of your feet has enriched our lives

For its here I met my teachers and friends-for-lives

The mangoes that hung from those majestic boughs

Were like the jewels of pride around your majestic self

Oh deity! I am your ardent devotee

I am so filled with gratitude that I bow my head down to you

You ,who is none but my school, none but my loving school.