Friday, April 4, 2008

Graduation Friendship







We’re graduating, and we know

Our lives will be different and new;

We’re going out into the world,

Our goals and dreams to pursue.

But one thing will never, ever change,

As we go our separate ways;

The friends we’ve made in school will be

Our friends for the rest of our days.

The special ties and attachments we’ve made,

These bonds will never be broken;

We’ll continue to feel the closeness,

Though words may not be spoken.

So it’s not "goodbye," but rather "farewell;"

I’ll see you again, my friend.

Your friendship means a lot to me,

And it will never end.


PS: A personal poem dedicated to my college buddies



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