It’s my friends and my graduation day

The day that we are always waiting,

Somehow we don’t feel as happy and high.

Is it because we are parting?

The answer came,

As the graduation ceremony ends,

The reason why we are not as happy and high that day

Is because we will not be studying in the same old place

As we say goodbye on that 11^th month of that year

All of us were holding back our tears

Our minds were automatically recalling

The highs and lows we had been through together.

The laughs, the cries, the tears and fears

That was accumulated through years

Will now be transformed into memories and thoughts

That will never be forgotten or being wore off

What will we do as we go on?

We will recalled and remembered

All the wonderful time

That we all had together.

(is tis a GD poem? pls comment)