Oh the days past by
oh the years, how they fly
oh the friends we had
oh how we feel so sad
When they leave
the sadness that we receive
all our high school friends
leaving off to college, and it feel's as if life ends
We look back upon the past
as we see that memories will never last
the fun times that we shared
back then it didnt seem that we cared
now we know how much those trivial times mean
and now miss the times when we were sixteen
the times were we ran outside and played
and went to the theaters and then watched the stars as we layed
It's clear to us now that things will never be the same
This way to say good by is pretty lame
And we will always be in touch
even though this isnt much
I'll never forget you guys
but this feels like it is the last good bye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem