TasslesTurnt

We are among a chose generation. 

We are children, young, inquiring and dreaming.

We are learning, growing and inspired by everything.

We are students visionaries, creating, planning and living.

We become hardworking, intellectual, major craftsmen and women, experts!

We will become doctors, lawyers, preachers and teachers.

but Most of all we remember the days

We were saying our daily prayers.

When we were playing outside until the street lights came on.

When we were shouting at Friday night football games

and then shouting War Eagle on Saturdays!

We are singing the Alma Mater and reading that Creed for the last time as undergraduate students. 

We now reach our hands high to the sky

and sway those tassles across our smiling faces.

We are graduates now and everything is awesome.

Tassles Turnt.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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