Middle school is coming and going
It will soon come to end
All those memories
All those friends
8th Grade Yearbooks were getting signed
And everyone
Was being so kind
Graduation Day is here
And as I looked upon my peers, I thought
High school is our last 4 years
After that, we'll be seperated
Some leave for college
Maybe never to be re-united
While we may not see each other
Or hang out like the old days
Those friends and memories
Will always stay
So let's enjoy these last few years
There our last together
With all our friends
I'll never forget
The class of 2010
I love your poem! It's so true how time flies by! Class of 2011..REPRESENT! ! !
I love it.....accepet you should put 2011 instead of 2010..lol
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow your poem is true i have thought about the same thing, and this year i am graduating its going to be hard to do though