Hour five- Old School

I can only think of you
as a place that has my soul
I wish I could hug
your walls and cry like a child
why did you let me go
I wish I could stay longer
I wish I could be here to see
you aging
To love you and share
my most beautiful days spent here
The most giving a mother
to me
I cannot even bargain
for a holiday or ride
I wish I could love you longer
and my memories
would not be as faint as this
and my love stronger
my dear old school
why did we part ways in class 8?

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