Spirit Of '13 Poem by zackery geddies

After the diplomas are in hand.
After the celebration is done.
Is where the real tests have begun.
It's in the hallways, the spirit of '13.

After when we all moved away.
I still remember to this day.

The cheerful laughs
The back to back.
Even the littlest tear.

It all survives,
The spirit of '13.

The first day to the last
And every thing in between.

There's not a single night when I don't dream.
Of the spirit of '13.

The bonds we made in this class
Won't shatter like a fragile glass.

A covenant for life,
To forgive and welcome and care.
It will always be there

That spirit of '13.