F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Under the sky with twinkling stars

On the soft comforting green grass

We gazed at the sky

Like free birds, ready to fly

We stood there holding our hands tightly

Never before feeling the abundant blessings of Almighty

We let out our tears and cried

Though mature, no one lied

The wind brushed against our face

And we forgot the world's race

We laughed and danced and sang

Mentioning the end of our free period, again, the bell rang

We hugged each other and said goodbye

With heavy hearts though smiling faces, we left our place of joy

In their rustic lives, friends could have asked for nothing better

Than sometimes with each other