A year has gone by
through fingertips time slipped
Sand that had seemed to trickle slowly
now lies in the past
A trail for some to trace me by
I had wanted to leave a legacy
a physical remembrance by all
but perhaps all that is needed
are my memories given
I have read that
to the world you are just one person
but to just one person
you could mean
the world
Perhaps it needs to stay that way
An empty detachment
as I pull myself away
I convince myself I'll see you again
but that will be different
and we know
One can change completely
over a summer
I can not promise
what will happen to me
how I will change
when I become a freshman
So I guess this is goodbye
this may be the last time
we meet
as these persons--these minds
For now we start
afresh
--Megan
(A poem for my friends as the school year ends.)
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