She was the one to feel regret for closing the school’s doors,

the rest of classmates will eagerly run through suffocating school’s walls,

in opposite she searched for pretext to stay longer but in vain,

her friend was among those escaping school as heavy rain.

She noticed her friend swinging to the side of a trivial ranking,

she urged her to the hights of imagination and waiting.

“To wait? What for? I ‘ ll accept  the first proposal I get.

I’ll buy a white dress, new kitchen tools…all- to get married!”.