Poems from the English Class 1998-31 / Tanohata High

You live in my heart

You will miss this place.
I will miss your voice.

Here is always rain
You were always in pain.

You always had some fears
You hold your knees in tears.

So, you have lies
But let's make it end.
You, liar, need mend.

Your gentle face,
I want to see.

- Naoko N.