High School Memories
I can barely remember my high school years, but when i look through my yearbook
It all starts to come back to me
The fear and nervousness of our freshman year
then came our sophomore year friends were made and old came back
we know our way around the school like the back of our hands
During our Junior year was when we started to fit in,
we got respect and admiration from students and teachers.
When Senior year came most of us couldn’t wait until graduation came
Some best friends moved away some kept in contact.
And then came Graduation tears were shed,
Notes were writing, address were given,
poems were made, and gifts were given.
OH, how I wish I could go back again!
