Graduation by kevin365


Silent moment in a tremble of noise,
there is a poise.
Head held high
for all to see
and no one knows what is to be.
There is a silence when the music stops
and caps, flung, have been gathered again
when you are looking for direction.
The beauty is not lost;
it all matters.
The graduation is a slog to the sudden.
The remainder is gradual
Good one! Congrats Ryan!
May 26th, 2017  
Love those words...
May 26th, 2017  
May 26th, 2017  
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