Yearbooks Poems - Poems about Yearbooks

... Today I’m thankful for yearbooks their value can never be oversold Because the friends on the pages of our old yearbooks like the memories we made back then May age a little over time… but the......Read the rest...

...Lighter of mind today I enjoyed everyone today The struggle was abstract I could look upon it from above, see its shape My wavelength was clear and even Not calm Smooth, intense, bright That s......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...Before there were rainbows, I roamed ambidextrously, I streeled out into predawn air, senseless between Moon and Mars, Reeling under Calvinistic cinder blocks, I hid from my shadows. Before ther......Read the rest...

...Y Yggdrasil younglings yobbishly yohimbine yammering yardsticks year-round yuppifying yuppifies yokefellow yarborough yellowtail Ypsilanti yearningly yellowback ......Read the rest...

...The Monuments Have you the strength to spear a spine, and will you ladle blood pudding into the Battle Queen’s bosom, under contract that ye shall taste sudden death, and then feast with the gods......Read the rest...

...Last Day of School, signing Yearbooks, summer Plans Caps And gowns Diplomas Graduating Class. 5/20/19......Read the rest...

...The Greatest Football Player Ever What more can I say These are his collage yearbooks I built this cabinet in honor of him As a child I was Johnny Unitas......Read the rest...

...F anciful fabulous fairyland A geless adulation awaken I rrevocably immortalize R egal radiant recollection Y earning yesterday’s youthful yearbooks G lamorous gadgets gimmicks girdles O utra......Read the rest...

...Life has no physical form or shape. Life is an essence we all calculate We calculate our days by looking at a calender to see What month, day or year were at. Days go by quickly sometimes we lose......Read the rest...

...It’s an old clock hanging on a wall in a small room on the third floor. We go up there four times a year exchanging clothes to mark the arrival of another season. Not much else in t......Read the rest...

...American Girls blankly stare Where shadows lend the mood of dusk And Harry Potter shares a shelf With Curious George Nearby the bed On which I read To my young girl … Dream, sweet baby, sleep—......Read the rest...

...It’s Memorial Day I thumb through my high school yearbook, Soiled, unpadded from another day. My children don’t know of our mindset then, The second war all wars to end. Daily goodbyes to the ......Read the rest...

...Memories Contest Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron We built a remembrance sight just for you, dear sister, a granite bench with a poem engraved with your name, I could always count on......Read the rest...

...I went to visit my friend, Frank I shouted his name and to no response... this was the first time in six months that I went to visit him.... he already depressed about losing his father and hav......Read the rest...