e-Paper Poetry of Vinx

Passing Out Speech

Advancing higher
Goodbye is a word
To be said by all
Sad as it may sounds;
It may be for good
As one advances
Life is but a stage
And every page
Comes with its own

Pool of friends
Valuable in life
As treasures found.
No one ever wish
To just let go
Of friendship
But every new stage
Has its own device
Coming plain and blank;

Faces may disappear;
But sweet memories
Resides inside…
So worry not,
Of losing such
A jolly good fellow
Because at the end
Sweet memories
Will always remain.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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