the thing that connects us to our high school past
is what we remember
whether its the heat of August
or the cold of December
will it be you high school sweethearts kiss
that you will dearly miss
will it be it be all the fun and romance
that had you caught in a sweet trance
i can tell you now that the memories i will have
will be that of the friends i had
and the way they made me laugh so much
so as for memories and good times
these ones will be such
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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