Step by step.
Breath by breath.
Day by day.
Night by night.
Look up in the sky
And watch the time pass by.
Remember when we were in 6th grade
The experience of remote learning wasn’t that great
But we still had our fun.
Then came 7th
When we met in person.
I met you and a smile bloomed.
A seed planted.
A bud grew.
A flower bloomed.
A friendship blossomed.
Now here we are in eighth.
Our lives are oh-so-great.
All the fun we had,
But like they say,
“Good things don’t last.”
So I guess here comes the day
We say goodbye.
Goodbye to all the times we had.
Since our paths won’t intersect.
We will meet again.
In the future
Or
In the end.
As the caps fly high,
We all know it’s time.
Time to say goodbye to each other,
Unsure whether our paths would cross again.
Goodbye to the younglings,
For they still have to grow.
Goodbye to our friends,
Would we meet soon?
I sure hope so.
Goodbye to our teachers,
The ones who introduced us to most of our hobbies.
Goodbye my friends.
I hope our paths cross again.