Graduation Poems And Poetry
Graduation: letting go starting new
There are many things we have to do
Preparing for a life long journey ahead
Remembering the wonderful lives we led
Walking so proudly down the aisle
Making sure you have a smile
Having flashbacks of the past
Wishing those moments could only last
Trying not to shed a tear
Knowing that the end is hear
But for all of us it not the end
Just our futures we have to tend
Graduation’s reason to rejoice,
Remembering what lies beyond our ends.
And so yours gives occasion to my voice,
Delighting in the gift of being friends.
Underneath your pleasure is my pride,
As yours remains the rock on which I stand.
The window through which I can see inside
Is hung upon the mirror in your hand.
One cannot be one without the other,
Nor can we be ourselves without another.
Graduation ought not be an end,
Replacing what within we might achieve.
After all, the good that we intend
Does much to serve the good that we receive.
Underneath the mask of a degree
A person must perform with just the skill,
The knowledge and the art that he or she
Internalized through pluck, hard work, and will.
On what we are will rest what we become,
Nor do we have much else to draw upon.
Graduation isn’t gradual.
In fact it’s quite abrupt, a sudden shock.
It’s more like rushing towards a waterfall:
One moment we’re afloat, and then we’re not.
Sure, we see it coming up ahead,
The water roaring into the abyss.
We make a joke and look away instead,
Unable to acknowledge what this is.
And then the moment’s past, and we’re the same.
Everyone is smiling, sunny bright.
Someone kisses us and calls our name,
And then we think, well, everything’s all right.
But life is like that: things get smashed inside,
And we don’t even know it. Foolishly,
We think we’re in it only for the ride,
Yet mourn for all that can no longer be.
Graduates become the cover story,
Representing all those still within;
As those who came before provide the glory
Determining how well one might begin.
Underneath the letters are the learners,
A class on whom the mantle now must fall,
Taken into custody as earners,
Each a new advertisement for all,
Serving as the institute writ small.
The day has finally arrived,
It’s our graduation time,
From now till then, we’ll look back on this diploma,
Knowing that we reached this far, knowing that we can do anything if we just put our minds to it.
So let’s enjoy this very moment,
Dreaming things that we never dreamed before,
Dreaming that we will fly away with the birds to reach our goal in life someday.
So just remember this diploma lying in each of our hands show our parents how much we accomplished a great deal.
Graduation is a time
For feeling very proud,
For thinking lots of lovely thoughts
And saying them out loud.
It’s a time for feeling love
About to overflow,
And just before it leaps its banks,
To let the loved one know.
And so I’m very proud of you
For being who you are,
For making something of yourself,
For making it this far.
I’m proud because I am a part
Of everything you do.
This time’s the time to say how much
In love I am with you.
Goodbye, dear friend and graduate!
Our golden time is over now,
Our time of nothing more than time,
Days of simply being friends.
But I will always treasure how
Your love for me slipped into mine,
Embracing me where courage ends.
Middle school is coming and going
It will soon come to end
All those memories
All those friends
8th Grade Yearbooks were getting signed
Was being so kind
Graduation Day is here
And as I looked upon my peers, I thought
High school is our last 4 years
After that, we’ll be seperated
Some leave for college
Maybe never to be re-united
While we may not see each other
Or hang out like the old days
Those friends and memories
Will always stay
So let’s enjoy these last few years
There our last together
With all our friends
I’ll never forget
The class of 2010
This is it everything that you have gone through us now memories.
All of your happy and sad times in high school have now faded.
A new life has begun on your own.
No more waking up dreading that this day will never get here.
Now the day is here and your missing everyone before they even
walk through these high school doors.
Every memory is left unsaid.
On graduation day everyone cried, I even cried.
Knowing that I may never get to hang with my friends ever again.
Hoping they’ll be here for my graduation crying with me.
Graduation Day is the climax of a dream.
A parental dream that began when a child is born,
And their hope come true it would seem,
A triumph held after periods of forlorn,
A feeling of pride and euphoria years away
For a daughter or son – Graduation Day.
It is a peak of success for the graduate,
Not only for the graduate but parents too.
A joyful event after many years they had to wait,
Realizing the glorious thrill of a dream come true,
A genuine smile accompanied by a deep sigh,
Often a handkerchief in hand as the class goes by.
Graduation is a deserving, hard earned goal
With mortarboard and gown as foretold,
A gratifying service of the mind and soul
In a simple and beautiful sheepskin told
That the graduate fulfilled the educational rule.
At last, for the mother and father, a dream come true.
Joseph T. Renaldi.