Twelve years we grew in Loreto House,
It made us what we are, and shapes what we will be.
Forever shall we, both you and me, be Loreto girls at heart.
This school of me shall e‘er remain, and me of it, a part.
May we join hands and be the chains that bind this sisterhood.
Sweet dreams we dreamt together, both you and me,
Made promises, both big and small, thoughtless and raw,
imagined a future, idealistic and perfect,
built castles in the air, lived in our dream world, everything was right.
Imagination overruled all; protected and safe, in the bubble of goodness.
May the memories of days gone past;
Always link and hold us all, from now till we are older.
And may they be so strong as to, evoke a single tear;
Even when we are too old to cry, and school days long have left behind,
May it attain the phoenix power, and resurrect from the remains,
The youth that we long lost to time,
the love and sisterhood divine,
and defying time and age,
fill us with nostalgic joy, of the purest kind,
that takes us back, back to the beginning.
And then will it rise above the all; surreal, pure-
reality overridden by memories.
That all will vanish but the love, the innocence; once ours.
And in that mystic hour, we become,
both you and me, young girls again,
The toll of time forgotten, the supple radiance aglow,
freshness, sweet and innocent
The dream-world, governing reality,
We shall but freeze these moments in eternity,
To return to it as we please,
And preserve the beauty forever.
