We'Ll Meet Again

From diapers to pants
From trappers to iPads
How its great to look back

We were small
You were getting tall
As tall as the ceiling stands!

The old school desks remember
Our laughs and our chatter
The memories engraved into their wood.
I do remember
We liked eachother
What came of those times was good

Our friendship grew
Until we knew
Everything about one another

Now seeing you go
Hurts my soul
Once a boy
Now a man
But I know
In my soul
We will meet again
My friend

by rochelle ridge

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