High School Senior

Eighteen years, wow, it's almost here The moment we have looked forward to all our lives So close that we can reach it with the tips of our fingers Apprehensive, yet excited, we're starting our lives soon Each day is a closer day; the smell of our future is in the air It seems like just yesterday we were taking our first steps Our first day of elementary, middle, and high school Now we're at the top of the chain I say "graduation" and chills go up my spine It's been a figure of my imagination so long, Is this really happening? I look up and see a white cap and gown placed in my hands And I get ready to make one important walk across a stage My mom expresses great joy for me, being very proud of her daughter But in the inside she knows I'll be missed, And I know she will be missed Like a mama bird that watches her young ones fly away, it is now my turn My turn to spread my wings and take on the challenges of this world But just like the instinct of the baby bird, I will never forget where my place called home is Me in white, my brother in purple, we head off To the start of the rest of our lives We wait patiently as "class of 2014" is announced One by one, steps are taken, hands are shaken, diplomas are received, Caps are thrown in the air, and achievement is read all over our smiles This isn't the end New friends will be made, close ones will always be here, and closed doors... Will be opened This isn't the end But the start to the rest of our lives