Graduation Day

Although we are different
Yet nothing is the same
we stood all together
as a Class till this day

No matter what brings us
to tears in our eyes
We walk down this lonely path
Were they say high school is a ride

High school is a trip
A trip yet to unfold
We don't know what we will get into
Or whatow the crowds are like,
But we know we will seek our old true friends when nothing seems right.

To the world we are still babies
and think we are all grown
But in reality
We've just been born

While I conclude this poem of moving on
just notice we will truly be gone

Classes will be empty
fewer children will be taught
Day by day
we see each other less and less

Just knowing that we are leaving
Brings tears in my eyes
But till then, this is my last farewell
Goodbye!

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