Fare thee well

I have chosen (unintentionally) a memorable (certainly to me) day to create a blog. Its farewell day or Graduation day as one might like to term it.This whole process of being specially treated for a few hours because we're (me and my class mates) going to leave soon, makes me feel exceptionally sad.I feel leaving school is that last act of finally severing all ties to childhood and frankly I've always visualized myself as a child or at least craved to relive those moments of the past.There are people who will laugh at me and say that I'm still a hatchling and should stop acting like I'm sixty or something but that's just how I feel, mentally at least.Anyway I must step ahead, move on and try (in vain) to not look back. But this phase also opens up new possibilities of new friends, new tastes and new life.I'll stop now with a few lines from a poem I wrote a year ago on this topic (and forgot about) because I can write pages together about my feelings and I don't intend to.


As I sit and gaze
at the falling rain,
I recollect memories
and sigh in pain.

memories of childhood,
that wonderful phase
of life that we
can never replace.

I remember with sick want
the innocent feeling,
in our little minds while
the world was still revealing.

I remember our hearts
young, sweet and care free
we never thought
in the lines of I, my and me.

And now as the sad life
goes on,I sigh in pain
and remember that glorious
life we can never regain.