Lifeline
Every smile.
Every word.
Just one person’s laughter,
Can make the world turn.
Polaroid snapshots
and daisy chains,
gap toothed smiles
those were the days.
Red crayon paintings
and colourful hands,
smiles and compliments
that make our egos expand.
Rolling down hills
And angry grass stains,
Shielding your hair
not your face when it rains.
Friday night parties
and hangover days,
time spurs past quickly
as we party away.
Cheap rusty cars
and noisy group dates,
once we get licenses
we’ll chauffer our mates.
Heavy frayed textbooks
and exams right ahead,
graduation is looming
some want to be dead.
Suddenly we’re throwing our hands in the air,
the principal’s grinning,
as all of us cheer.
Our expressions do vary
from happy to sad,
but we’ll never forget
all those years that we had.
Xxxxxxo.oxxxxxX
