Class of 2009

by Merdy   Mar 2, 2010


It twas the day I feared since the beginning of the year.
This day silently crept on me so fast
I barely had time to prepare.
A room with bright red caps of our peers.
A ritual we would never forget
The last day to say our good byes
A few reminisce
A few laugh
A few cry
The bonds we built, The friends we gained
we fear to see them leave.
All our memories are tied together
in a tangled weave
On this day we gain new respect as we enter a whole new world.
I am truly going to miss The class of 2009.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Merdy

    Thank you

  • 14 years ago

    by Sylvia

    My class was many years ago, lol, but I still remember that wonderful day of coming of age, and leaving school behind. Well done.