Class:12-F
A going away gift
Is what I’ll give
It’s a fond adieu
A time with a price
Leaving the trails
Of mesmerising memories
And going forward
With the drastic efficacy
Those playful cheers
With frolic and peers
The dreamy narrators
With their hearts of fears
Leaving the trails
With hearts of sorrow
But knowing in mind
The time ephemeral
Now when I recall
The dew in my eye
Turns into tears
With the heart of joy
Poem by Diya Bhattacharya
Class 12 F
Apeejay School, Noida