White is the color of change and motion
A good description of a senior year in commotion
Another year gone by
Another change in season
For our generation to give a new life a try
And to find something that gives our life reason
We’ll meet many people in our journey through life
But we can never forget our teachers deeds
Helping us through our every need
For learning to be a chemist, carpenter, or housewife
It does not matter
Our teachers inspire and develop us
To be succeed in things we have never heard of
Even though we chatter
Thinking that our absence of caring is just
We can never forget to show our teachers much deserved love
Although white is a symbol of purity
It is also a blank canvas
That our teachers teach us to paint
From kindergarten
Till our diplomas are printed.
For when we leave we must know maturity
We may be anxious
We must learn to aquant