that day

I remember the first day I met her.
it was so formal and strict.
My eyes couldn't see her if she was in mad or serious.
Maybe we called it as respectful for the deserved to be respected person.

The day when we asked her to join the class..
The day when we tried to play with her..

the next days

When I was staring at her.
I remembered 3 times at our formal photos.
Just add more for Christmas, Chinese New Year, Easter, even our achievements and graduation.
If I stared the sky, I was wishing to repeat these days..
Our smile represented the memories..
Her smile represented our precious eternal remained minds..

those days
I also known the day,
when we packed our knowledge to the brand new stair for the future.
Maybe I forgot to say this, but still kept on my mind.

I stared at these photos.
I though something childish and doubted..

Will it be granted, if we take photos again?
with same poses, with same insanities, with same childish actions, with same friendship.
But it will take in our successful status..

At the day, when she would be proud with us..
relieved to received us as her students and grateful to her sweat that fall for our future.

these day

Those above words reminded me at my own heart.
Will it be granted?

Will we gather in the future and break out our cries then take some recorded insanities in the papers?

I don't know..
If she could come in our side, in our photos and our reminders.

I should be stare at her last home.
Laying and meeting her hands in her chest.
With her growing smile and closed eyes, wishing for the our world..

Our memories for the future..
is our wish that couldn't be granted and hoped by her to be granted.

Jakarta, January 23th 2009

in memoriam of her, the heroes of the Legend of Twelfth Road

SMPK Penabur Bintaro Jaya