The Year

Schoo is out
Read no books,
learn no history,
No fun in math,
Till next year with greater works.
Come new and old,
Like then and now.
Time is spent well indeeed.
Some play, some read,
Some play the guitar.
Others in joy whay has happend,
But others miss what was left behind, and miss their great teachers and buds too.
But all will come from what we learned and lost.
Like people say 'on door closes another opens!'





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