Eyes that don't see
see the things that you do...
It comes so fast, the anxiety comes finally...
It seems like yesterday, when it all began,
you entered 4th grade and I asked you to stand...
Here’s to this day,
and the times we are going to miss...
I know inside my heart
That the day you leave West and maybe Manchester...
I will not say good-bye in June
for it won't be the last time I see you...
Class of 2009
that year is coming...
It's almost time
for me to get that elusive award...
The Way Things Are..
~8th Grade Graduation...
We the class of today
have finally arrived on this stage...
TODAY IS GRADUATION
YES, I PASSED THE TEST...
Hey now look at me
can't you see...