Seniors Poem by Lyn Rayne

Four years spent here
Four summers at band camp
Memories to last a lifetime
Long hot practices
Hearing ‘Love ya mean it’ daily

Supporting the football team all season
Friday nights at Wildcat Stadium
Sometimes followed by competition the next day
Late nights and early mornings become routine

Long bus rides to competitions
Coming home on a win
Loud roll calls in your ear
But still loving it

Last band camp, last premier show, last football game, last marching practice, last competition, last band bus ride, last competition
Last festival, last concert practice, last concert, last band banquet
Not ready to leave

Never thought you would make it this far
Never thought graduation would be around the corner
Never thought about leaving the band room for the last time as a student
Never thought about last field show or game/competition
Would ever come up

Seniors to be dearly missed
Can’t believe this time is here
To say goodbye
To graduate and move on

Don’t want to leave high school band
Don’t want to leave a family of supporters
But know we will always be here for you

Love ya Seniors