This is a poem I wrote for a friend who graduated High School last year.
It's eh....
Tis time to put the flag at half mast
For a part of your life that has passed
'Cause memories are all that you'll have
Of the happiness and of sorrow
Felt for days long after tomorrow
About the good times and the bad
That every individual has had
During such a relentless fad.
Use the good memories in the future
As threads to suture
Any wounds you may get
'Cause life is not without fret
It's eh....
Tis time to put the flag at half mast
For a part of your life that has passed
'Cause memories are all that you'll have
Of the happiness and of sorrow
Felt for days long after tomorrow
About the good times and the bad
That every individual has had
During such a relentless fad.
Use the good memories in the future
As threads to suture
Any wounds you may get
'Cause life is not without fret
