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Graduation Day

Looking back and thinking,
of all those memorable years.
From all the little giggles.
To all the constant tears.

We had our share of "Puppy Love".
We had our little fights.
Thinking of the past thirteen years,
those memories flow out of sight.

We will soon be on that stage.
We will be walking out those doors.
Not knowing what comes next,
it will be a world never seen before.

While walking down that isle.
To taking hold of that plaque.
All we can do is walk forward.
Never should we walk back.

Just think about ten years from now.
Will you remember your old best friend?
What was the name of that boy
who loved you to no end?

Take hold of those precious moments.
For some may be your last.
Look at our lives right now.
See how it's going so fast?

So give them a smile,
and send them on their way.
Take one last good look.
...It's Graduation Day!

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Written September 25th, 2005

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