Friends are all we need,
to get ourselves on our feet.
Polishing away the lonely grime,
having fun together all the time.
Friends are all we need,
to sustain a firm grip.
Supporting us in everything we do,
studying together when exams arrive too!
But these are just reminiscences of those days,
when we were young, cheerful and gay.
we definitely feel the melancholy of parting,
couldn't even stop tears from trickling.
I promise then to meet up,
but loads of homework choke up.
I missed all meeting up sessions,
causing the growth of my depression.
6C'08 I miss you all dearly,
like how you all too miss me surely.
I long to meet up one day,
as how I always pray.
Out of all prayers I make,
this one must come true for my sake:
Dear God I pray,
that I'll meet up with my classmates someday...
Amen.
This poem is dedicated to my dearest 6C'08 ex-classmates.
I really hope we can meet up again to rekindle to joy and fun we had in NYPS.
Love you all!!
Cheers,
JeeeeeeRyL (x
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