Graduation Day

We stood dressed like Romans of long ago Our togas rustled in the wind Echoing our mixed emotions on that day As we lined outside the great hall. When at last we heard the familiar strain So we straightened our backs and walked Conversations ceased as we filed in twos Entered the hall and took our seats. Thus everything ended on one special day All our hardship, our toils, and tears But as we each received that piece of scroll We didn’t know what to make of it. March 18, 2023 2nd Place Graduation Day Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Craig Cornish