My tiny feet at kindergarten
Tossing around the chair
I have come down to you
For the special care
I enjoy the moment I spent here
When I write, play and share
Don’t get upset when I go wrong
For I am very rare.
When I take the pencil in hand
I may scribble or colour
Wait patiently and watch
There is so much to discover.
I need your help from morn to dawn,
I need some time to bloom
Hear this poem as a kind of voice
And make my school days rejoice.
Kenz International academic principal