Our Ending is Bittersweet (a graduation sonnet with my friend Celia)

Our ending is bittersweet

Our past set in stone but our futures untold

A doctor, architect or athlete

We have yet to know what our older life will hold

 

Piece by piece we make an impact

Unique but one

Our dreams of helping are no longer so abstract

We don’t stop working until we were done
 

Our memories here are like little pieces of gold

Smiles and laughter from past years of school

The bricks to our future before it unfolds

Filled with kind teachers and happy dog drool

 

This joy can only be shared with a few

And is carried on through journeys anew 

picture of sunset on beach

bumblebea

VT

15 years old

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