When we think of that moment tears roll down our face |
The moment when we won a prize at the age of just seven But the days are now gone, we have grown . We know it’s true that the days will never come back But at least the memories do not lack A photo of our 4th grade school picnic A social club badge when we helped others A day when we fell really sick And troubled everyone but they never bothered. A friend who shared lunch with us  A teacher who distributed thoughts A classroom which handled all our mischief A stick that left its mark on our hand These all helped us to be a plant from a seed To enjoy our childhood, only a few years now remain Whether we die, we will never forget our lovely school days. |
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