Surfer's poem: New Year

New year is a chance for a beginning, Even when there hasn't been an end. Wheels turn in an.., writes Jasmeet Kaur, New Delhi.

I still remember that night,
When maths left a terrible fright,
What would happen in the test?

Thinking that, I couldn't rest.
The next day came with the test,
And now I asked, what next?

When the test paper came in front of me,
Nothing clear, could I see?
In fright I gave a loud scream,

And then realised, it was just a dream,
The following day, I practiced till night,
And then I did each sum complete and right.

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Abijah Gupta
Mount Carmel School
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