The clock, minutes, and seconds are counting down

Calendar events are getting crossed off

Each outing requires a new gown

And I am trying to dodge a cough

The checklist to the final day is shortening

Less things to do, and more time to reminisce

I give tight hugs before turning

We laugh and get full with bliss

Tears form but we can't get too sad

We have to accept the ending of this story

And accept that we are now grads

A new chapter awaits for glory

Times to look back and not forget

Even greater times to come

We cannot get full of fret

These bittersweet moments make us numb