Hearts' Mending (3)

It hasn't been so easy, shifting from

Our college days, our ev'ry hour together,

And sharing all our thoughts; to then become

A lone alumnus, sister without brother

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Like Wordsworth, stranded in a city German,

I was adrift, in hostile land, alone.

Beset by doubts and worries, storms and vermin,

I soothed my mind with thoughts of our old home.

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We made so many mem'ries in those days--

Made movies, skipped our classes, fought pun wars,

And talked for hours. But there's no gold that stays--

The joys of youth gave way to grown-up chores.

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So bittersweet, my feelings at that instant:

The closest friends I loved became so distant!