Graduation Middle School Poems | Examples
These Graduation Middle School poems are examples of Middle School poems about Graduation. These are the best examples of Middle School Graduation poems written by international poets.
Binary Math Rules.
Let me tell you a tale, my friend,
Of ones and zeros that never end.
A world of binary, simple and true,
With rules to help guide you.
First, addition is easy as can be,
Just like counting, it's plain to see.
Add each column right to left,
Carry over if it's too deft.
Subtraction takes a bit more thought,
But with practice, it can be caught.
Borrow from the next column to the left,
And subtract as you would with the best.
Multiplication is just like adding more,
But with a trick that you'll adore.
Multiply each digit, right to left,
And add them up to get your quest.
Division is the trickiest of all,
But don't worry, you won't fall.
Divide as you would in base ten,
And the answer will come to you then.
And lastly, don't forget the power,
A binary concept that's never sour.
Two to the power of each column's place,
Will give you a number with grace.
So there you have it, my friend,
Binary math from start to end.
Remember these rules and you'll do just fine,
In the world of ones and zeros that shine.
By Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S POETRY
As soon as you are seventeen, her mother said.
You can wear them to your graduation.
She was thrilled the day she got to try them on.
She tried to pirouette, but it was not graceful.
You will get used to high heels, her grandmother said.
It was a lie. She never got used to them.
They hurt her when she walked.
They pinched her toes.
She could not believe she ever wanted them.
She wore them twice.
Once to prom and once to her graduation.
Her feet limped with blisters for weeks after both.
She never wore them again.
This is my time to shine,
To live a life that is mine.
This is my time to glow,
And let my true feelings show.
This is my time to cry,
To laugh, and to sigh.
This is my time,
And only mine.
I won't let it pass me by,
Like a fading star in the midnight sky.
This is my time.
Eyes of Seminary – Zamreen Zarook
Every day in our lives has different fragrance,
God give us various things in abundance,
Day by day knowledge is gained in accordance,
Things depend according to the attendance.
Two years of studies,
Helped us to come out with various abilities,
Extremely joyful moments with buddies,
But life said every aspect has its boundaries.
Teachers become very friendly,
They approach us very kindly,
They speak on us exaggeratedly,
Because they know, if not we might behave badly.
Big shots in the school boundary,
These are years of foundry,
It helped us to find and go for laundry,
Marvelous days, fully packed with sundry.
Various angles the kith and kins are civilized,
It’s because our knowledge is enhanced,
Guys and girls turned well experienced,
That’s why we call it levels of advanced.
I remember when we were growing up and the first day I started school.
I was nervous as could be, and then you walked in trying to be so cool.
As the year progressed we became very close, and you took me
under your wing, and I think thats what I admired about you the most.
I remember by the time we reached middle school people thought we were
related,and as I think back about how shy I was and how I am now just
makes me elated.
By the time we reached high school we did just about everything together,
and vowed that even after graduation no matter what we would remain friends
forever.
College came and we both knew that we would regret this day, for I knew
you were the smarter one therefor I knew we would have to go our sererate
ways.
The years have past and time has been good to us. Both or us married, kids
our health, and our friendship still in tact is better than any amout of wealth.
People say time goes on and accept things for the way that they are,
but I'm here to tell you our friendship will never change, and I know
that in my heart because no matter what the distance we were friends
from the very start.