Poems About: GRADUATE

In this page, poems on / about “graduate” are listed.

  • 337.
    Everlasting

    I still remember how we became friends,
    We both had some similiar trends.

    We became friends in first grade, read more »

    Liz Eckel
  • 338.
    First Encounter - Sudirman Arshad

    Sudirman
    the air charged too with his spirit,
    talent and optimism read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
  • 339.
    Mama

    Mom i now were in the economic fight
    the more we try we we'll get closer to the light
    i know we got played
    but please for me dont be afraid read more »

    Bobby Butterfield
  • 340.
    The 'Right' Life

    People work so hard
    To get the “right” life
    They go to college
    Through all the strife read more »

    Joan Hart
  • 341.
    Where Will I End

    Where will I end up,
    In this cold cold world.
    Where will I end up,
    On the streets with a gun? read more »

    Brianna Wilshusen
  • 342.
    Wellington

    I fall asleep in the middle of the day,
    Because of the wounds you gave me, the wounds
    Which have come naturally, unattended;
    I give myself newer chances at metamorphosis, read more »

    Bret R. Crabrooke
  • 343.
    Tired

    tired of the BS
    tired of all the stress
    tired of everyones mouth
    tired of the fake smiles read more »

    Shilesha Johnson
  • 344.
    Then Laugh...

    Smile…
    It is not a progressive smile
    It is not a cooperative smile
    Rotten, selfishness crackle it is read more »

    Aditya Pratap Nayak
  • 345.
    All These Years

    All these years,
    All our years seem to be brimmed of tears,
    Tears of bliss
    Tears of resentment, read more »

    Karen Diane Fisher
  • 346.
    It took a village to make me a college graduate, thank you dad

    When I was a little girl I quit dreaming. I never played with dolls or believed I would be married someday. I never believed I would be a mom. But something happened when I turned thirteen. You gained custody. You took me all by myself fishing and talked about the sky. You gave me individualized attention. You helped me dream someday that I would be a wife, a mom, a worker in society. You helped me dream.

    Now its true I'm a wife, a mother, a college graduate read more »

    Kimberly (Strothman) Anderson
  • 347.
    An Imagined Reality

    I am an exception to the rule
    Not to be confused with a fool
    See self-denial is the ultimate tool
    When error & trial become graduate school. read more »

    Tessa Hanson
  • 348.
    Time

    Time is running out
    To hold your precious baby girl in your arms
    And tell her that you love her
    And you will always be there for her read more »

    Datericka Mays
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