Graduation

Who would've thought we'd all see the day,
Where we would  graduate, be off and away.
Four years in the same place with the same faces,
In the corners of each room we leave our traces.

Now we all have to part our own ways,
Soon we'll face living rooms with our own bills to pay.
May a map and a bible be the guide if we're lost,
Return home to our families every summer, every frost.

Good luck to us all in whatever we choose to do,
Thank you for the people I could always turn to.
With success in our reach, together let's chase our dreams,
A bittersweet kiss farewell to the time of our teens.



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