GoodbyeA Poem by ValendetteGoodbyeIts time. The time we've anticipated. The time we've dreaded. Its time to say goodbye.
Not just to the teachers, and staff, and classrooms. But to the people, the souls, the students that filled the hallways on any given day. It will be hard. Saying goodbye to all of my old friends. It will be even harder saying hello to new friends. but it must happen.
Change is a definite part of growing up and maturing into the adult you are meant to be. it hurts. It stings. It sucks. But i'll embrace the pain, i'll take it whole heartedly within me. Its the only way.
I'll look to the crowd, with a bright gleaming smile painted on my face. The underclassmen will be thinking "she's so lucky to be leaving" The upcoming seniors will think "That will be me next year" And my fellow classmates with all think in unison "Goodbye old friend".
© 2012 ValendetteAuthor's Note
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Added on May 23, 2012 Last Updated on May 23, 2012 Tags: graduation, goodbye, highschool, seniors, juniors, school, life, moving, change, diploma Author
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