High School Graduation

Tears come easily on this special night,
          It's saying farewell that is hard.
Thoughts turn to the celebration of the end of our twelve-year journey,
          the end of our growing years together,
          hugs and kisses are abundant.
Nervous laughter as memories crowd.
          Signing yearbooks,
But how do I say...goodbye?
Feeling footloose, with nothing to grasp and hold.
          A vacant feeling,
Watching all we've known disappear.
Will we see friends again,
          or lose them forever?
As we search for our dreams,   
          will we find ourselves?
Graduation: a time etched in memory--
          laughter, tears--bittersweet.  

March 28, 2023
For "Graduation Day" contest
by Craig Cornish
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Dietrich Avatar
March 29, 2023 at 12:08 PM
GREAT free verse . I smell a winner. I am sure mine won't be on that list.
Buhagiar Avatar
March 29, 2023 at 1:33 AM
We are always grateful for old memories.
Turner Avatar
March 28, 2023 at 2:14 PM
Very nice, Ann. Strange days indeed. Look at you now:)
Peck Avatar
March 28, 2023 at 3:19 PM
That was many lives ago, Daniel, but I still remember that night like yesterday. Grew up with almost all our class, and some I never saw again. Life is strange.
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