Class Poem

Occasionally, when I'm bored and have the time, I write poetry. I normally don't ever show them to anyone, but I did share this one with Andrea, and she said that I should post it on here, so here it is. It was written shortly after we got together for the five-year class reunion.

Memories of the Class of '98

It finally arrived the first day of school,
Riding the big bus we thought we were cool.
We found our classrooms and met our teachers,
Day after day they revealed our best features.

Many of us started by making a friend,
Knowing one day we would be parted in the end.
A single friendship turned into so much more,
Than a childhood bond with a childlike core.

Year by year we continued the pace,
Inching even closer to completing the race.
Together we were strong, we faced many fears,
Friendships were tried throughout many years.

We stood together through thick and thin,
Testing the bonds built way back when.
We paired together and attended the prom,
Through everything we remained cool and calm.

Through graduation we stood as a class,
Hoping and wishing for the time to pass.
When it was over we said our goodbyes,
Separately leaving to begin our own lives.

Reunions will come many times through the years,
There will be laughter and there will be tears.
From each other we have something to gain,
Learning to build our own fortune and fame.

Thinking again of reuniting with friends,
Fighting is over we will make amends.
Something let said to the class of ninety-eight,
Thanks for the times you were absolutely great.

Written by: Amy (Orr) Conner