Graduation
Upon the podium I stand
A sea of faces before me
Their eyes reflecting glassy expectancy
My lips quiver knees buckle
As I bow
The principal smiles
Sunbeams clutch at the words I speak
Transmitting them to eager ears
Words splinter against vibrating drums
With piety valor pride and joy
I praise the graduates of June '99
Well done my friends be strong be bold
In the face of uncertain times
Black tassels dance
Blackbirds soar into a vivid sunset
Parchment scrolls rustle
Stirred by a mischievious breeze
A slow smile curls my lips
Take a bow I urge
Graduating class of June '99
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