What will I do in this classroom of life
Among other students, here I sit
I will look around and see our oneness
In here we'll learn the lessons of life
Will I be bold enough to ask questions
Inquiries that come from a curious mind
Wonder what will be the response of the class
Will a question I asked be one of a kind
Maybe the teacher, will respond with aghast
A question my innocent mind thought to ask
With a confused look, maybe he'll say,"kid I'll pass"
As standing there amidst chuckles and laughs
See; learning comes by asking questions
Tough ones coming, from a student's heart
In this classroom of life with its joys and pains
A sun still smiles, when clouds cry rain
Greatest of lessons learnt, is that to think
Where imaginations and dreams kissed
Hearts flutter as from fountains I drink
Oblivious am I to conversations missed
Much joyful sounds come from outside
A playground close by as innocent minds
On still objects they joyously slide even ride
Here inside I ponder what thoughts I find
If happily encourage to explore, wanting more
In my mind's eyes a world waits at my door
Challenge, stimulate me to look beyond
I raised my hand, and ask you teacher, "Why"?
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.