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Spring come harken to the summer's call, That passes by on a whispered breeze, Exhaling warmth like a shallow breath, On the ebb and flow of calming seas.
My last day of my ' c h i l d h o o d ' Tomorrow I'm eighteen. It's funny when I think about how many years I've seen.
Light burns through bruised blackness, its purple indigo scars fading, healing. The golden color washing it all away with graceful, elegant strokes. I'm caught in between.
So as the final bow is taken We bid farewell to 2012 I reflect over days gone by Place memories on my minds shelf What will a new year hold. The future, a friend or foe.
Driving on the road to oblivion, The horizon is aflame. My surrounding world is silhouetted, The night puts day to shame.
My time has come, For me to leave, This land of opussia, But please don't grieve. My time, for now, Has come about quick, But here in opuss, I shall not stick.
All leaving tomorrow One by one, the year above The older guys and older girls Who used to be just kids like us In the playground throwing Water balloons.
The time has come again, my friends. The time is now upon us. A time of great change. That time when we all complain. When the trees turn from green to yellow then brown.
My life is carefully partitioned,. Boxed, labelled and sealed,. A window to my mind now gone,. Behind cardboard all concealed,. A return to work,. The end of summer,. If I wasn't so restless,.
My last year of college I'll be off to Uni soon That is if I get in But what happened to high school. 5 years over, just like that And my first year of college.
Three words, Three little words, Is all it takes To end the summer. 'Back to school'. I stand at the window, Watch the children pass.
Afternoon done end of the sun. Time for evenings magic to be spun. The blue of the day has gone away. Claret and purple are holding sway. Warm and swollen the start of the night.
Soon my small break of life will come to a stop. The bell will ring, And 6th form will begin. Summer flew by without a care, Olympics proudly come and gone, Paraolympics soon to begin.
I just finished my last year at primary school (year 6). I will miss my friends who are not going to school with me, although I'm sure I'll see them again sometime.
Hi guys, sorry I haven't been on lately ( lots of things have been happening ) but don't worry I'll be adding another opuss soon.
#OpussNight A sky with a thousand gleaming stars, Small yet large - as one, With the blink of an eye, the sun is up, And all the stars are gone.
A switching of location Neither gone, nor lost At home with loved ones Never forgone or forgot An extended vacation Where time has no bearing Watching earthly loved ones Whilst always...
2 years we've all spent together, Through the good and the bad. We've cried. We've laughed. We've inspired one another. To be the best that we can be. How will I find other friends like you.
Everyday counts. I have just about 34 more days to enjoy it, my life as a 6th grader. When I was little I dreamed of moving on to college,work, and all those opportunities.
~I'm moving house.