Childhood friends
how fast the time passed by
also Mr. Benedetti
our teacher
of third grade a mythical class
is no longer here
he will always be impressed in our minds
whenever
I go through the streets of the town center
those historic alleys
that reminds me of hordes of students
going to school
I feel closed in even tighter paths
a slight melancholy
of those past memories
my heart wrings
and doing an unreal roll call
all the absentees
are clear in my mind
generations have changed
the way of teaching too
technology is everywhere
but not the feelings
that time will never change
