Graduation This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   I won't forget

Those cold cement steps

Watching those tassels hit the ceiling

Turning toward my friends

Crying out our memories and fears

Knowing how far we've come



Those people

They just don't give enough

Nine years of our lives

Handed to us

On a rolled-up paper

Handshake and goodbye

A picture on the wall

150 kids gathered with smiles of glory

It's not enough

We deserve more



I won't forget the days gone by

The times that remain a part of my soul

Like lights on a Christmas tree



I won't forget

Right here

Right now

The mixture of cologne and perfume

For once we looked beautiful together


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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