A Graduate Will Remember
As the doors opened
We all ushered in-
Scared, unsure
A sense of eagerness within.
Our lives once separate
Had converged into one;
We'd all be with each other
Until the day we'd be done.
The journey started off easy
Laughing and having fun,
Maths I, and Mechanics
We'd only just begun.
Sophomores already!
Brand new challenges to face;
Harder schedules with a hall upstairs
Losing and adding some classmates.
Third year arrived,
Marking the second half of the long haul.
Card greetings and the expectations of a rose
Bringing much excitement to all.
Step-Up Day- Another turning point
Wow- It is here at long last!
The newest seniors wonder
Where the years went so fast!
Seniors experience...
Time whirling on
As do the hands of a clock
Not even the strongest or most powerful
Could ever make it stop.
I process up the aisle,
Wistfully wiping tears from my eyes
Must we leave after four short years?
For some of us, it's been three.
We leave behind a legacy
Like no other class before
And we, the Sunshines of 2007
Know that there is much more in store
Though like the sea we may part
I beg of you to try
Hold the memories close in heart
As we simply say "good-bye."
By:Holly Elizabeth Thoede, with a few modifications by me.
We all ushered in-
Scared, unsure
A sense of eagerness within.
Our lives once separate
Had converged into one;
We'd all be with each other
Until the day we'd be done.
The journey started off easy
Laughing and having fun,
Maths I, and Mechanics
We'd only just begun.
Sophomores already!
Brand new challenges to face;
Harder schedules with a hall upstairs
Losing and adding some classmates.
Third year arrived,
Marking the second half of the long haul.
Card greetings and the expectations of a rose
Bringing much excitement to all.
Step-Up Day- Another turning point
Wow- It is here at long last!
The newest seniors wonder
Where the years went so fast!
Seniors experience...
Time whirling on
As do the hands of a clock
Not even the strongest or most powerful
Could ever make it stop.
I process up the aisle,
Wistfully wiping tears from my eyes
Must we leave after four short years?
For some of us, it's been three.
We leave behind a legacy
Like no other class before
And we, the Sunshines of 2007
Know that there is much more in store
Though like the sea we may part
I beg of you to try
Hold the memories close in heart
As we simply say "good-bye."
By:Holly Elizabeth Thoede, with a few modifications by me.
2 comments:
gosh pushiii... u rote tht???
nai re, read the fine print below the poem!!
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