A Class Above
Hello my fellow classmates,
How long since we've met.
The teens that I remember,
Brightly shining as of yet.
Every trial and tribulation,
Sculpt who you are today.
I regret the fact I didn't get,
To enjoy a prolonged stay.
The sands of time are passing,
And etched upon our face.
You still hold all your passion,
And handle it with grace.
The next time that we meet,
May I be worthy of your time.
A class above and full of love,
The mountains we will climb.
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2022
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