The step through marching band

Here lies the story of a teenage girl

Green eyes, brown hair, with a bit of a curl

She can be very quiet, shy and sweet

Likes to be nice to everyone she meets

Always looking for the good in the bad

She kept a smile on her face even when sad

Loves her family, and the band members too

She will always cherish the red and blue

This is the picture of her highschool years

With marching band stories and the final tears

It all began in 2011

Standing at band camp scared out of heaven

With only four other eighth graders

We worked our hardest to be great players

Making state for the first time in years

Giving the seniors many, many tears

One last time to march with my big sister

Oh how dearly I knew I would miss her

Witchcraft and Wizardry was a great show

But the year finally came to a close

Fast forward to 2013

We took a step into a time machine

Inspired was our show, playing the Beatles

The sound we made was not very feeble

This year a new great challenge came to be

Bands of America was the place to see

We went to nationals and got top 10

Proudly we marched at state finals again

Making school history we got a one

Knowing that we were finally done

2014 was Salvations year

It sure did create a lot of cheer

Marching at Pittsburg, and making the news

No one on the field was feeling the blues

Our shirts created a lot of gossip

But our music created  more toss up

Off to state finals once again we went

Hoping to do our best at this event

And there we accomplished getting straight ones

Ending the season with a lot of fun

2015 I’ll never  forget

The places we went I will not regret

Winning Bands of America regional

Had Seemed very unthinkable

As being undefeated all season long

‘Twas something we worked for and came out strong

Standing on the field at state for one last time

I knew that I was finally at my prime

The memories I made are very dear

Leaving me standing with a final tear

So here I tell you my fellow friends

Always keep going around the bend

Because you’ll never know the places you’ll go