A friend from the past I knew her From the days of my past I saw her When I was a kid And it was my 1 st class When I was studying In standard one A guy I used to be Who didn't know How to have fun ? Years passed Following this past Then I came to class 4 When she shaked hand with me at last. A shock I felt then That the meaning of friendship to me Was proven I tried confessing my friendship In the following year But every time I used to get timid And seemed to express my introvert behavior In the schools white winter dress I used to hide my fear Continued in caption When I grew up And came to class 8 My intrivertcy decreased I started talking straight My friendship letters I am still trying to share and confess And now her birthday is coming So With a heartful of joy
