One day you will fill in the last blue bubble

Of your last scantron test.

You’ll receive your last report card

Showing mom and dad how hard you worked.

You’ll walk into the lunchroom and set down your lunchbag or tray

At those familiar wooden tables,

for the last time.

One day you’ll look up at the scoreboard at Titan Stadium,

And hear the piercing sound of the buzzer,

Go off at your last home game.

These were the best Friday nights,

Spent under the lights with the people

You’ve made a million memories with.

One day you’ll be dancing at your last homecoming.

The humming of the last song filling your ears.

Your peers around you,

dancing , singing, talking the night away.

For the last time.

One day you’ll be playing your last sports game.

You’ll hear your name called on the loudspeaker at senior night.

You’ll look up at the blinding lights

Into the stands.

Hearing hands clapping together for you,

For the last time.

One day you’ll close your locker hearing the slam

As you turn the other way.

That day you’ll walk out of the doors

Talking and laughing carelessly with your best friends,

for the last time.

One day you’ll stand in an alphabetically ordered line,

A-Z,

In a green and gold cap and a green gown.

Staring and watching down at those you watched grow up,

And who watched you grow up.

One day you’ll forget

about people you barely knew.

You’ll barely remember the memories,

Until you find a picture, note, or item,

that reminds you of one.

One day you’ll be packing up eighteen years of your life

Into brown cardboard boxes,

Loading them into a car,

And hugging your family and friends goodbye.

You’ll cry because you see,

One day your life will change,

You’ll find a new home,

Different environment and education,

And you suddenly won’t be at Oshkosh North anymore.