Move On

Off they go to future lives
Without a single care
Not one small thought
That we will grieve their loss,
Our cost of working there.

Congratulation Graduate,
Don’t stumbled down the stair
Not because your shoes
Don’t fit –It’s sometimes
Rough out there.

We’ll think of you in fondest ways
And smile when your name appears
Your parents may feel about the same
But they’ll see you once again
For us the end creeps near.

So in your life, try Gatsby’s love,
Ma and Rosasharon’s, too.
And act like Hamlet should have done–
No matter what you do.
Remember, kid, O’Brien told the truth.


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