that tasted like memories
of high school
and the joys of those days now past
...
I ate my brother's cake
as he returned home
from his Final Farewell
over at his school
on his last official day of high school
and now, there will be no returning
to this place
to this time
to being such a student
for time comes once
and never again.
My home
now houses no highschoolers
...just people
who will soon leave
and continue to grow
...somehow
this seems melancholy
but joyful.