It was the last time, as all began to fall,
Personal or professional, losing it all.
Friends were lost, best friends drifted away,
Some left for studies, far and away.
Everything was last, nothing would remain,
The home we once knew, now only in vain.
The lap of our mothers where we once lay,
Will no longer be there, just memories to stay.
Our own house, now a place to return,
Only for vacations, where we’ll briefly sojourn.
We’ll come as guests, with departure in mind,
Before we even arrive, our hearts left behind.
Old friends will fade, as new ones take their place,
In the chaos of life, they’ll vanish without trace.
Now, we’ll just talk when we find some free space,
But nothing will be the same, in life’s hurried race