The last good bye

As I bid ado to those that I leave behind I pause to think of the times we had;

The parties at the beach, The dances in the gym,

The talks we had befor and after school,

The hectic times and mad rush we called 'Art',

The (at times) relaxed game of armies on 8x8 boards we'd play that they called chess.

As I think back to these times and others my thoughts will always drift to those of friends

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem for the teachers i left behind when i moved.

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