This year, a journey
to a few places,
meeting many new friends
and seeing many new faces.
New memories are gained,
old memories fade,
blowing in the wind,
as new friends are made.
A Comment by Loy
Nice poem - I like it.
This year, a journey
to a few places,
meeting many new friends
and seeing many new faces.
New memories are gained,
old memories fade,
blowing in the wind,
as new friends are made.