Friends of now and tomorrow,
Will you not share in my happiness and sorrow ?
Won't you be there for me ?
Cause a friend in need
Is a friend indeed.
Together we won't be forever,
I know that for certain.
Because for some of us ,
The curtains might draw close.....
Faster than others.
School days will pass,
In the blink of an eye.
Which just goes to show —-
How precious time is,
When you can't make it slow.
There will come a time,
When we all will separate—-
Each going down their respective paths.
Maybe for some of us ,
The time spent in the past was all a waste.
Others still might look over their shoulders,
And say, " Hey, those days weren't that bad ."
Most of us will live, all wrapped up,
In the now and the present of the future.
But I hope you'll all find a minute,
Or perhaps a second to spare,
To remember me.
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Strands of Time
PoetryA collection of feelings, hurts, experiences and lessons learnt, felt and lived. A road woven in time for 9 years and continuing. Information for Readers: You'll notice in the titles, the poems run from "Class 7 to Class 15", I started writing from...
