
Our Class Poem
Today's the day we graduate;
To this school we come no more.
This our goal of the past 12 years,
Is what we've been waiting for.
The days were laced with fun and games
Along with our growing up;
We've developed a personality -
We've had to measure up;
Not only on tests and with teachers -
We had to make it with our peers.
And now that struggle is over,
We feel like shedding tears.
We're going to miss the notes and such
We've passed along the halls.
With the diploma comes a sad thought:
Our adolescent years are gone -
Now we must face reality.