The Last Class In hallowed halls where memories reside, The final class convenes, hearts open wide. A symphony of laughter, tears, and pride, Echoes of youth, where time and dreams collide. The school song, a melody that soars, Each note a chapter, etched in hearts’ core. We sing in unison, our voices soar, A tapestry of moments, forevermore. A flyer dances high, against azure skies, Swaying with grace, as memories arise. Hands reach out, seeking glimpses of ties, Past images, like constellations in disguise. High and low it sways, near and far it roams, Painting pictures of laughter, love, and homes. We wave our hands, tracing life’s catacombs, Seeking solace in the echoes of our youthful poems. And then it lands, a soft descent to ground, Empty air remains, silence profound. Faces blur, yet stories linger, unbound, Did we live well? We ask, hearts unchained.
The Last Class
In hallowed halls where memories reside, The final class convenes, hearts open wide. A symphony of laughter, tears, and pride, Echoes of youth, where time and dreams collide.
The school song, a melody that soars, Each note a chapter, etched in hearts’ core. We sing in unison, our voices soar, A tapestry of moments, forevermore.
A flyer dances high, against azure skies, Swaying with grace, as memories arise. Hands reach out, seeking glimpses of ties, Past images, like constellations in disguise.
High and low it sways, near and far it roams, Painting pictures of laughter, love, and homes. We wave our hands, tracing life’s catacombs, Seeking solace in the echoes of our youthful poems.
And then it lands, a soft descent to ground, Empty air remains, silence profound. Faces blur, yet stories linger, unbound, Did we live well? We ask, hearts unchained.
( ˆ͈̑꒳ˆ͈̑ )੭♡ Forever RHS!
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