For Girly

Down the Corridors of our Lives
 
There was a time
When the sound of footsteps rang
Along the corridors of KE Hall
5pm - time to put away those books
Get out onto the courts
The familiar sound of Girly's call
Still ring in our ears
The sounds of the volleyballs
And her familiar "let.."
Her whole-hearted laugh
As we let the ball slip through our hands
There was a time
When we huddled around the notice boards
Waiting to see if we made it through each exam
There was a time
When we would yak
About the guys that stopped to woo us
 
Then there was the time
When life took a more serious turn
Marriage, families, careers
These charted our paths
No more girlish talk into the night
And there came the time
When we faced our various struggles
With strength drawn from God and from within
 
And there must come a time
When we all have to let go
Of all we held so dear
Trusting that God has a better plan
A better place for us...
 
 
Girl, you were a major part of those times we shared.
 
ECC 3:1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
ECC 3:2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot, . . .
 
Rina
 

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