2008

by Chelsi   Feb 7, 2008


When we walk across that stage,
our lives will change.
Some of us will continue our education,
some of us will start our careers.
But, we all will have something in common.
We all graduate this year.
We all have the memories,
the memories we have from playing at recess, in elementary,
to mourning over losing a classmate, this past year.
Our class has a bond,
that no one can break.
We have our clicks,
and our better friends,
but, we will bond together,
as the class of 2008.

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