Junior's Dream Poem by Shiela Marie Anunciacion

Another high school year has come,
Two years have gone by.
We're first year and second year then,
Now, it is third year's time

Some dreams were broken,
People say 'goodbye'.
While others came true,
Soon they'll say 'hi'.

However, do not be in despair,
Cause' there's still hope in the air.
Just like what others say,
'Tomorrow's a new day'.

Freshmen promised us good.
Sophomores promised us well.
We, the juniors, promised you the best,
Until we reach the senior's realm.

We shall work hard and try,
To make our skills reach their might.
Therefore, our dreams will stand high,
Above the clouds, beneath the sky.

The dream of ours shall continue,
In every air, we breath,
With every decisions we take,
For every steps, we make.

Trying hard to fulfill our destinies,
As third year of our school and as citizens,
We shall keep things up,
and in our final test, we shall be on top.

Until another year's over and gone,
and the next year's soon will come.
We can finally say that we succeeded the test
To be seniors at last.