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Yearbook
I’m flipping through an old yearbook,
Reminiscing on my high school days;
Monochrome photos of quiet lessons,
Of friendship and zealous ambitions.
Jennifer, I'll always remember,
Your infectious smile that lit my day;
Henry, you were always there,
I hope we’ll meet again someday.
Ivy, with your quiet beauty,
Soft and calm as the morning sea;
Christian, do you still recall
The dreams we shared as clouds would roll?
Glenn, you showed me how to grow,
A brother more than just a friend;
Rochelle, your profound eyes
Held wisdom that seemed without end.
Catherine, Arlene, and Robin,
We shared laughter through thick and thin,
Through the highs and through the lows,
More than anyone else knows.
It’s been more than six years now,
Yet those moments remain so clear;
Though we walk our separate paths,
Your voices still feel near.
