The Journey Of Friendship

By Samruddhi Gole

Uff!! The 8th class first day of school,

Like a ducks in a swimming pool.

And there's come,

With a long hairs looking awesome.

Sat besides me,

I was shocked to see.

But there came the enemy,

Who separate her and me.

A long apart in the class,

We were like a butterflies in the grass.

And that had been the only place,

Where we came to race.

She was down to the ground,

Which surrounded me around.

It was the only school bell,

Where she convinced me to tell.

And finally the day arrived,

Where the celebration was derived.

Had a tears of happiness,

Though it was the last day of sadness.

Still it was her day,

But she made my day in great way.

More and more got closer to each other,

We'll always be together

By Samruddhi Gole