Crispina Kemp 10th October 2022
Life is a lesson we want not to learn
Without merits, demerits or rewards to earn
A lesson with a curriculum that covers pain
Emotional
Physical
Mental
Again and again
We long for the school bell to ding-a-ling
A release from the suffering then to bring
That bell rings in our playtime
Hopscotch with repetitive long-learned rhyme
We welcome the leisure
Caked and sated in pleasure
And believe it all a wondrous respite
From our continuous earthly plight
But when we open our eyes
What a surprise
For us pleasure has more to teach
94 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Teach
crispina kemp 
A lovely poem.
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Thank you. I enjoyed writing it
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You’re welcome ☺️
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🥰
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Cheers to the way you looked at life in this poem. 🙂
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Thank you, Frank. And isn’t it the truth!
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Excellent Crispina! Very, very true!
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Thank you, Frank. I enjoyed the writing of this one
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This was brilliantly done, Crispina. Love it!
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See what I can do when I put my mind to it! 🤔😉😀😎
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Yes, indeed!!
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😊
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Insightful and thought-provoking Crispina.
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Thank you, Andrea. It’s what came to mind when I saw the word. Perhaps I was in philosophical mood (as these days I often am)
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