Varsity Wall
The echoes fill the building,
They bounce off concrete walls,
And amid the smells of morning feet,
The incessant noise of hurrying feet,
Education calls.
I sit alone yet part of them,
A group of people who
(some would rather be elsewhere)
Share a common goal.
And yet some day,
When degrees are held,
And roads diverged,
Most cherished friendships (from these echoes)
Shall linger still.
17/3/92
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