Farewell School Poems | Examples
These Farewell School poems are examples of School poems about Farewell. These are the best examples of School Farewell poems written by international poets.
Mourn not till the embers fade,
Till the blasphemous time forces us on our way.
Mourn not what is dying
But treasure instead what it created.
Listen to how the gulls cry;
They don’t mourn for our passing.
The littering fragments we left behind
Will continue to rise and fall with the wind,
Dance and rejoice in the ringing bells.
Exhale.
Feel the tender breeze soften around us
Like falling feathers and marshmallows.
May our muddied footprints be forever plastered onto the path,
A deposit of completed childhoods.
How long ago were we last showered in gold or mahogany?
Last felt the tendrils of snow melting on our hands?
We could’ve never known that that was it.
The final time.
The final pen stroke on our final essay.
Overhead a helicopter cuts nonchalantly through the air,
Oblivious to the smouldering fires beneath
But till the embers fade to ash,
Memories will rejuvenate the flames.
'Tis off to the races now that homeschooling has ended.
One half earns for their subsistency,
other half learns about delinquency.
Be they friends and their best efforts were suspended.
Tale spring muses as the anticipant's
appraised specifies traditional hopes
load stages standard addictive transplants
secured cognitive lodestar prolonged copes.
Missteps venture the wide-eyed sneeze, and runny nose
a caption reads, "This be the Time.", gone are
the reporting authors, counting those
to acknowledge them, minus their star.
Bloom's wilt and hues fade know not the hour caused,
advents trending acquisitions neglect closure
but fail to end the brotherhood of friends exposure.
halls went silent the schoolyard empty, turned men paused.
I am supposed to be writing
Poems for thank you cards,
And memory jars,
And collecting money
For presents and food
Before the party starts.
But I find myself hesitant,
Scribbling nonsense, peppering edges
Of the sheet with tiny stars.
Yet starting tomorrow
It would seem more real
And maybe dim this denying trance.
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
F all is almost here.
A corns and pumpkins to roast.
R ed and gold leaves will soon cover the yard.
E ating the last watermelon, oh my.
W ater sports will be tucked away.
E veryone getting ready for school.
L oved learning to swim at camp.
L ong days now turning short.
T ogether next year at the lake.
O n our way home for the winter.
S ay goodbye to the hot days.
U se time to reflect.
M emories will last forever.
M y summer love is back at school.
E ating BBQ has ended for the year.
R ain will soon turn into snow.
Date Written: 9/25/2020
1. Farewell To Summer
Pick-A-Title, Vol 23 - Seasonal Acrostic - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Whatever happened to competition
Educators today stress collaboration
The students learn how to cooperate, to get along ~
When they go to work, it's "Do your job" or "So Long"
farewell notes perfumed with ink ~ white shirt that always escaped laundry
September 2, 2020
My Most Unforgettable Moment in HighSchool Poetry Contest
Sponsor: JCB Burl
I went to a public school near Denver
(pre-Columbine). School then felt more like home
than home, and the real tests were never
on paper. We were Rocky Mountain grown
and no one gave a what we did at school
as long as we showed up and did our best.
Sometimes friendships didn’t make it out of first period
but our sandwiches were always split 3 ways by lunch.
In the off case it wasn’t, we handled it beyond the track field
next to the pop machine, two fists and a bloody nose,
or a handful of tangled apple-scented hair.
We were never confused about how to settle disputes.
Now they’re all anxiety riddled and scared
wondering if their pop machine runs semi-automatic.
When God created teachers,
He gave us special friends.
You aren’t our mother,
But your support has been just as strong.
When we came to you with silly notes,
You cuddled and praised, even upon awful tommyrot.
When we were into some problem and failed to explain,
You would understand our language and never let us remain in pain.
When we came to you for comfort,
You kissed away the tears, you couldn’t see us hurt.
When we proudly showed you the work,
You gave the loudest cheers.
You know, it was just you with whom we loved to share.
It is pure love, with which you have nurtured,
You are the one, who has worked to shape our future.
We are going but emotions will remain entwined,
Savoured memories will rerun and rewind.
Bless us with knowledge, wisdom and lovely life.
To make you proud, we will always strive.
I was once a full-on novice surfing the waves,
Seas were rough and choppy here and there.
I could not bear the challenges I was going to face,
But you were by my side guiding me when and where.
The ocean was as sunless as bituminous coal,
Nature swore to prevent me from reaching my goal.
Bleary eyed from watching out all night up on deck,
Fighting against the tide of future, perplexed.
My compass, you were more than a circle of arrows,
You not only helped me sail through dark storms,
You were there when I needed you most,
Crossing the many irregular turns.
I am much obliged for all the guidance through the years.
My compass, my dear friend, farewell to you.
Ring of full scale chromatic laughter,
Every voice with a touch of merriness.
The classroom shines,
in its fresh coat of paint...
Breath filled with smell of new books and starched uniforms.
Old and less familiar faces... shine and beam:
Excited to make new friends.
Lost feelings felt again...
Lost memories coming back to life...
Excitement echoes through every corridor.
A term ended with tears of farewell.
A month to end ourselves,
now a term has begun in excitement,
lighting yet again a beacon of hope.
*the first term for the academic year of 2019 began yesterday, the 2nd of January 2019.
We were together for years
We sat beside each other for months
We talked for days
We shared the lunches
We fought at times
But that didn't lasted for long
Everything was normal between us
Until someone announced the day of farewell
I felt a panic in heart
But didn't knew for what
I do know that the situation must have been same at the other end
But we did figured it out
It was the fear of separation
The farewell could have been same as it was for other
But Condition wasn't similar between we two
Because we knew the fact
That there will be many years
Between this day and the day when we will meet next
Wipe that smile off your face boy
What have you got to he happy about
Are you simple child?
No Sir
I am leaving
And I am simply expressing
Joy
Because what I have been taught
Is to Rebel is to Annoy
Farewell
I survived Hell
What a sad moment to say goodbye?!
And spread our wings so as to fly
Leaving lovely school days away
And tracing our paths in the life way
I will miss you with smiling faces
who draw smiles in school places
I will miss you the shining sky
That with knowledge makes me high
True we may go in multi- ways
But all my life you will be my rays
Forever we'll be as one tie
Never your love in my heart shall die
We may be like fallen leaves
But our stem firm and never cleaves
We will collect drops of morning dew
And warm our minds with learning too
We will join high education
Then we can develop our nation
We will raise it in the world high
And its progress no one can deny
The Show Must Go On....
The program has been meticulously drawn up...
Planned to the smallest detail to ensure no slip up..
The performers are primed, lined up and all ready...,
The guest of honor is well seated, calm and steady....
We're gathered today to pay tribute to a dedicated teacher...
Who tendered 36years of his working life to education....
In his humble and unassuming demeanour synomous with dedication...
Therein lies a character of honor, love, understanding and compassion ...
Unobstrusively he goes about his daily duties in teaching...
Spreading knpwledge , facts and wisdom unceasingly...
Today is a most historic day full of significance...
For we are here to salute the giant of a man in Mr Leong...
Teacher extraordinaire who teaches without any fanfare...
It is sad to realise this dedicated man of knowledge....
Has to draw time on his pilgrimage to enlighten students....
As one we all wish him well and may he well continue to prosper...
In health, wealth and happiness, and all things good life can offer...
Happy retirement, O great teacher, All the best as you gracefully retire...!