RUTC
With every year friendly faces come and go,
No longer can our memories together grow.
May the time spent with each other my dear,
Last long in our hearts so it won’t disappear.
My good friends, siblings of choice
Remember our mischief and rejoice
May fortune shine upon our chosen way,
And our knowledge shield us from dismay.
So many of us there are, too many good byes to say
Let us not! So again we may meet some day. |