yesterday

Yesterday we left behind

Our dreams and our childhood

When High School was over

Many will not be seen again

Many of us have our roads

We split it up when we did

The school once we studied

Then we were strangers.....

On the journey to make our marks

Some make the cut; others drop out

Some we will never know

We will never meet again

The innocent eyes

The highly charged hormones

Out in the open field

When High School was over

The years and times

We don't meet in any place

The part of our lives

In school magazines...