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A day filled with laughter and tears,
Full of hopes and shared fears.
Lots of promises to stay in touch,
None that were worth very much.
A time of reminiscing,
A sense that it was St Mary's we'd be missing.
We were the children of our decade,
So eager to escape, a thought that would soon fade.
Our friends and memories helping us through the good and the bad.
So we embraced our childhood's, every fad.
Our time is up, today we move on,
All that's left, our exams, then we are gone.
Into a world of adulthood, our future unforseen,
Jobs, university, or our own unique dream.
High school is over, our future awaits.
Yet perhaps we'll get to keep all our old mates.
An improved version of the poem i made up last night to fill a space in my leavers book
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oWilloWo Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2008
Very nice =]
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