Graduation Day

Pricks from staples pulled from bulletin boards
Pencil shavings in piles on the floor
Books piled on shelves in disarray
A closet still to be cleaned
Sticky fingers from tape
Notebooks left behind
Our big map torn
Empty desks
My class
One long line
Dresses and ties
Smile for the photos
Hesitant hugs from all
Faces scan with the music
Children turned to middle schoolers
Every chair filled with loving family
Tears rolling down my cheeks of pride and joy

2 Replies to “Graduation Day”

  1. A proud teacher sends them off into the new world! I loved the way the poem was all about the physical space at the beginning, but then flipped to the students at the end. Nice!


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