Maybe on graduation day

I’ll sit there

with my last moments as a student

comforting the soul in my lap

Courage will kick up in my chest

and I’ll wave good-bye to this place,

The known.

I might baby step

Or barrel roll

Or nonchalantly tip my cap

to all you have made me

then stroll into the future’s night

With all the cares in the world

chalk up the deuces

and bid farewell

as I smile at my useless euphemisms

attempting not to cry

tears of apprehension


or joy

I’ve sipped joe with the Josies

and learned from the best

For all I am grateful

Now…onto face the rest.

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