Graduation

     I am having a dream about the senior class graduating.

     It is a beautiful day

     And I am watching from a hill

     Sobbing as the hats fly off

 

     Now the graduates get up and cartwheel across the field,

     Away from me,

    Away,

  Away,

Away.

wph

VT

17 years old

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