Poems By Tony Davies

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PAULITE WEB - Poems By Tony Davies
St. Paul's - Just A School On The Hill?

High above Darjeeling town,
Where I stood, and once looked down,
Opening up in front of me
Vistas, I wish once more to see.

In my mind, the memories still
Of that place upon the hill.
Just a boy, not yet full grown
At a place where knowledge seeds are sown.

The times I sang up in the choir,
Thankful that my voice was higher
Than those who sat down in the stalls !!
Encompassed in our Chapel walls.

My teachers, some sadly passed I see,
Are still alive inside of me.
Aware now, of their effort made,
Ensuring that we made the grade.

Their dedication to the cause
Should make us sometime stand, and pause,
They taught us dignity and pride
And self respect, for the person inside.

And as for us, oh how we tried,
How we laughed, and sometimes cried,
My school, it seems you're with me still,
And I with you, upon that hill.

St. Pauls, though many miles away,
You moulded me, at work and play,
In that illustrious mountain range,
I pray your values never change.