Once upon a time many moons ago, I attended a boarding school in an old English castle amidst the Himalaya Mountains. Okay, so it wasn't really a castle, but it looked like one. Even now, a piece of my soul remains in those hills. Yet in those days, whenever I went to school, I always yearned to go home. I was homesick for the first few weeks of the school year, as were all the other students. But soon, the parting pains would fade, and we found joy and fun together.
A School Girl's Lament
Somber, silent, stark and beautiful
The mountains beckon me
The mind restrains me
I reach out to touch the empty white mist
Moist air speeding past my ears
Exquisite pain
Dazzling white peaks before me
Virgin snow
Distant and yet so close
Schoolgirls in saucy ponytails
Lamenting paradise on earth
Nine months of confinement
Yearning for home beyond the ranges
As the birds trill in the waning hours
Silhouettes of freedom
Radiant sky colors abound
As the sun dips
Hanging on with one last breath
And yet as years go by
Rosy are the memories
When nostalgia is queen
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