Sunday, March 18, 2007

TISSED

Seasons come and seasons go
But with some memories u take a bow

Happy toasts and laughs galore
A few moments we all simply adore

From Wise cracks to funny lines
And significant pauses to weary whines

Through sleepless nights and tense days
We found a million ways

But, at this momentous point of departure
In our hearts, a rupture

As we leave with a joyous cry
Of being TISSED for life!

1 comment:

Saurabh said...

nice, and true... :)