Walking down those old lanes that leads to our classes Now filled with dead leaves and grasses Memories begins to come in flashes "oh,my Alma mater" I lowered my glasses Rating Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments Reviews Post review No reviews yet.