Hello, my dear viewers! I am sorry for the long absence. The laptop was just not working! But now I am here to hopefully please you with my poems and posts.
You see, I have an older sister who is now going off to college. She once asked me to write a poem to express her love to her old friends from school. She, Leena, really loved her friends and cared for them, that anyone could see. So I agreed to write a poem and I thought about how I myself would feel if I had to be separated from my dear friends, and this is what came to my mind.
Friends
It will be days few
And I’ll scoot out of school.
I’d nose around for future
And work and dream and drool.
But I know, that I’ll be empty
In a little part of me
For I will miss you people
I know that you can see.
I’ll miss the school-y days
And the books and pens
But what I’ll miss most of all
Is my group of friends.
With whom I have laughed
Cried, played and fought
Aha, my group of friends
I will forget naught.
I’ll laugh when I think
Of the funny school days
And I’ll cry too
As I remember our craze.
Friends, even if
I’m in a different place
I’m hugging you forever:
Friendship is the trace.
Tapasmi 