Only two weeks left,
The last bell of our freshmen year is coming...
Excitement, adventure, and shock,
feelings that you don't normally have...
Crescent moon and star
famous symbol of Islam...
The stories heard,
For years and years...
Poppies swaying in the breeze
remembering all the people gone...
There was a man of God back then
Who had a dream, a dream of when...
I was sad to hear the news ,
that you are moving away...
Juniper trees
Illumined by moonlight...
THE FEMALE SOLDIER
She said she was ready to give her all...
The curtains close,
it my turn for my act...
This one goes out to all of those
Whom I always decided and chose...
As the light of the summer ends
Were the dark of winter begins...