Farewell, dear, young friends;
though parting is painful,
A sad separation approaches at last.
Revilers may spurn me,
lost friends may chide me;
Even then with much pleasure
I'll think on the past.
When rivers divide us and
hills rise between us,
Even then I'll remember
your childhood bright days.
Let not sad reflections
a moment beguile you;
Look forward with hope on
future's bright rays.
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Wonderful, marvelous.
From guest Kwamboka Nyambati (contact)
Amen, Amen, Amen. This is such a marvelous poem. Indeed, we have to part ways some time in life but let us not loose hope. Let us revive our souls with beautiful scenes of the past and lets also face the future with great splendour, strength and God's joy and love. Amen again to that. People please comment. Please.
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