When in front the fire I sit

With wrinkled hands and body unfit

Pictures dance out of my life’s kit

And we join hands in harmony


With unfocused eyes I see a dream

Playing and laughing with my team

Oh, what fun, what a scream

Nothing untrue, nothing phony


How innocent we were at that time

Joined together by a school’s chime

Our souls, feelings, and hurts rhyme

Together even in agony


There’s nobody like a true classmate

In life, they take the highest rate

If losing them is to be my fate

Then God will be my only crony

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