Memory Lane
I was strolling down,
Memory Lane,
When a voilent wave,
Washed everything away,
Until,
All those memories,
Just seemed like,
Dreams;
So far away.
Then I realized,
That wave,
Was my tears,
Yearning,
To relive,
Those memories.
I had just moved to a new school and I was really missing everything and everybody.
Slowly, the memories of my old school began to become a bit hazy and unclear.
So at that point, I wrote this poem.
I was in grade 7 at the time to it's short and a bit rough. =)
