That swing set in the park by the tree
Is silently rocking about;
The laughter of cheerful playground
On which your whole world spun around
Is long swept away by the mist,
By arrows of watch on your wrist.
Those memories are feeding the heart
With bittersweet lingering light.
Nostalgic and warm through the night
It’s filling your sleepless dark eyes
With tears you try to disguise.
To brush against smile of hope
That future is destined to bring.
But future will never erase
The pages in your book of time;
Familiar faces of friends;
Textbooks, backpacks and pens
That led you through years of strife,
Through laughter and tears, through life.
This isn’t a time of regret
Or hopeless attempts to forget
Or chorus of hopeless goodbyes.
It’s time to open our eyes.
And spread our arms wide to the world
Embrace every story untold.
Annul every meaning of distance
Forget the path of least resistance.
Forget our mistakes, and forgive,
And smile at what future might give.