• A Million Memories

    The first day was hard,
    To break the walls held up strong,
    Face the people in front of you,
    Learn how to get along.

    You built up these fences,
    You now had to break down,
    And meet these new people,
    Who were there all around.

    The first year started,
    With learning who they are,
    Playing games together,
    Pushing yourself to go far.

    The second year came,
    With old and soon to be friends,
    Though there were so many frustrations,
    We made it to the end.

    The most important thing I learned,
    Now in my third year,
    Is to cherish the memories,
    That`s something very clear.

    Like playing games,
    Or laughing till we cried,
    Dealing with confusion,
    Putting mistakes aside.

    Trying to learn improve,
    Winging it on the spot,
    Or trying to act serious,
    For some that took a lot,

    Learning to trust your classmates,
    And to give everything a try,
    Truly believing in your friends,
    How to hold your head up high.

    In this class a family was made,
    From a path taken by us all,
    Knowing that`ll we will stand by each other,
    And not let each other feel small.

    So through these three years,
    And all the productions that were made,
    I can promise that there will always be,
    A million memories I would never trade. heart