Class of 2020-"For all the students who did not get to graduate This year due to the virus, with best wishes for a very successful future."
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Decked out in robes
of the colors we cherished
for several years
wearing Mortar boards
that contain no mortar
to hold us all together
Our tassles now
turned to the front
all pomp is done
and the circumstances are
that we've graduated
rigor mortis grins on our faces
backslapping and high fives
confidence exuded
in youthful pride
The whole world awaits us
we "will" change it all
but as car horns fade
in the distance
autos graced with
fingerpainted signs
smiles tremble a little
as we turn to leave
this building
and these teachers
who taught us how
how to leave
so well prepared.
the stadium sits
quiet now in the sun
with the pockmarks
from football seasons
buried in the June grass
Mom and Dad they beckon
with hands that urge haste
"Oh, please...not so soon!"
let this moment go on
with hours of bliss
Let me Cherish This."
but the car door is a jar
and I am too soon bottled up inside
college looms in the dark shadows
of tommorrow.....
and tommorrow has arrived
Mom asks, "What's wrong, dear..
why so quiet?"
I do not answer
she gifts me with a melancholy smile
Dad shares a sigh with her
they both have traveled
where I am now....
this road is old
many footprints lead the way
many more today will follow.
Some will wander off to war
and then return no more.
some will marry and depart
to some other state
where they'll all grow old
and never cross my path again
Whole classes of people
set adrift
destined to be seniors
one day again
My new hood is adult now
my room when I get home
seems small and slightly cramped
the world has shrunk it down
till I awaken and face
the loss of one life so familiar
that I'll leave behind me
as I head out
on a stranger journey
Matthew F. Blowers III(c)-2020-
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Image by grey matter @ Pixabay.com
