Joseph T. Renaldi

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Graduation Day


Graduation Day is the climax of a dream.
A parental dream that began when a child is born,
And their hope come true it would seem,
A triumph held after periods of forlorn,
A feeling of pride and euphoria years away
For a daughter or son - Graduation Day.

It is a peak of success for the graduate,
Not only for the graduate but parents too.
A joyful event after many years they had to wait,
Realizing the glorious thrill of a dream come true,
A genuine smile accompanied by a deep sigh,
Often a handkerchief in hand as the class goes by.

Graduation is a deserving, hard earned goal
With mortarboard and gown as foretold,
A gratifying service of the mind and soul
In a simple and beautiful sheepskin told
That the graduate fulfilled the educational rule.
At last, for the mother and father, a dream come true.
Graduation Day!

Submitted: Thursday, April 27, 2006
Edited: Thursday, April 27, 2006

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  • Rookie Hana K (6/1/2008 9:02:00 PM)

    I am about graduated the next moon
    it reminds me of that
    i know i should be happy
    but part of me feel sad
    i must seprated with all my friends (Report) Reply

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