There will come a time
When everything will pause,
When there will be nothing but memories,
And time would never be the same.
When I’ll be an old lady
Waiting to taken by the fairies
I’ll sit in a rocking chair
With a walking stick in my shaking hands,
Looking up at the bright sky
Reminiscing these days
Of friends and families
Of laughter and enjoyments,
Of exams and wars.
What a wonderful tale to tell.
Which I sometimes love,
And sometimes hate
In which I mostly laugh and jump in joy
And sometimes cry in the corner,
Where exams are the biggest pressure
And my loved ones the biggest treasure
Will soon be over.
I’m ready to step into my college life,
And bid farewell to my high school life
This new life I await,
Will be of new zing and new experiences.
But I’ll not be alone
For I will take with
Things to remember, and memories never to forget.
What a tale to tell.