Few years since <br />Wailling for mom's lap, we came <br />Sat in nursery class <br />Unknowing the tongue, we lame. <br /> <br />Today, after decade stay <br />Longing for pal's claps, we depart. <br />Sat in sorry mood, nothing to say <br />Unwilling, but inevitable, we part. <br /> <br />Some exchange friendship cards <br />Other laugh together, <br />While some in fragile mood <br />Sat in class X room. <br /> <br />Longing the days to back <br />Shed tears to fill the sack. <br />Evantually, though longed not to part <br />All bid adieu.<br /><br />Herojit Philem<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tale-of-high-school-days-dedicated-to-my-high-school-friends-and-teachers/
