Woke up this morning
with thoughts above men
I could never comprehend
It felt like a human trend
Many days have passed; since we last met
Oh yes! When we met; oh! When we met
I could make a large book on that last day
That day; with memorable memories
The beauty of that day was and adoring chapter
It was the day of separation
Separation From the hurtings of love
And of the stronghood of friendship
Separation from the joy and liveliness;
The liveliness of peer mates
But that day has its words;
The words in ‘good bye’
It had it thoughts;
The thoughts of moving forward
It was indeed a day of joyous witnesses
It had its story;
The story of boys becoming men; and girls becoming ladies
It had its description; that of mates in suit
That day witnessed men in suits
Hhm! Recounting the memories of the previous six
Remembering the first days on that last days ended with smiles
Oh! Lost have I to the expressions of that day
It was indeed a joyful day
A day worth smiles.
Dedicated to all my class mates at SS Peter and Paul Academy (4th Set)……. missing my noise!
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