The Last Pages Of My Book

I open my book,

I find its first page fresh

With memories of my school

I turn the second page

I feel something sweet.

More pages turn over

And my heart beats fast

As if I am about something else.

The school veranda

Gifted me with memories

NO

That's not I am talking about.

I turn my pages eagerly

Each page turns

My heart beats faster.

Here comes,

The last pages of my book

Like friends,

They stick together.

Like friends,

They hold tight each other.

Like friends

They rise and fall together.

The last pages of my book

Even though unused mostly

Taught me the most valuable lessons of my life

Than any other pages of my book

The lesson that teaches

The value of friendship.