Friends in high school are forever young. <br />Unchanged, they're where you always will belong. <br />The crowd is never gone, the pleasure stays, <br />The music of the moment always plays, <br />The time remains a field of wistful grace <br />To which you may return from anyplace. <br /> <br />Of course, you may still know them later on <br />When you are someone else and years have run; <br />And you may love them dearly, and they you, <br />But time must make their friendship something new. <br /> <br />Meanwhile, flourishing within your heart <br />There is a whole, of which you were a part: <br />A group of friends, one in love and pain, <br />In whom your longing comes alive again.<br /><br />aashka thakkar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/friends-in-high-school-are-forever-young/
