Classmate

In the echoes of laughter, memories bloom,

In the halls of learning, stories unfold,

With every moment, bonds of gold.

Whispers in the corridors, secrets shared,

Through trials and triumphs, we dared.

Together we faced the tests of time,

In harmony, our spirits climbed.

From the first day’s shy hellos,

To the bittersweet of final goodbyes’ throes,

We crafted a tapestry, vibrant and true,

With threads of red, gold, and blue.

In each face, a mirror of youthful grace,

Classmates forever, no time can erase.

Bound by knowledge, friendship, and song,

In the book of life, we all belong.