Words began to drift along those pages

Words began to drift along those pages...
Tears are sketching a master piece of emotional childish dreams...
Laughter of another time echoing in my stream of memories...
Our voices & chitchats sound like a musical long played...
I still see us in those khaki skirts and funny looking shirts...
I can hear them screaming our names asking for our attendance in English classes...
Playing innocent foolish games as we ran on these school grounds...
Fooling around & mastering new tricks to enjoy the days as they flew away..
We were still young not realizing how life can take us apart...
Looking back on those days,
My heart sobs gently as my face draws a smile of what we use to be and who we've become...
We're still us...
Those kids who've messed around and laughed so hard are still there...
Life happened and we've learned how to grow up..
And no matter where it leads us, we'll never forget who we are and who we once were...