How long has it been since I walked down this lane
To College, and curriculum
to mingle with friends
Autumn was color,
foot ball and fun
Now it means another year past
and I've come to the end
How sad the nostalgia,
when friends we revere
Are long forgotten and no longer here
Time moves faster as it comes to the end
I'll linger here longer,
as leaves fall from the limb.
