Senior year. The ending of a long haul
Yet worth the load, so stand up tall
In our blue and white caps and gowns
We remember all the sights, the sounds
Friends made and all the laughter in class
Teachers that guided us, to help us pass
So we near the stage, tears in our eyes
Not looking forward to all the goodbyes
We get our diplomas, shake hands, and smile
Seeing that all these years were worthwhile
And know we were given the strong foundation
To move on from this night of graduatoin
To turn our tassels, with confidence, so grand
And walk off the stage, and into life's hands


                           8-10-2009  CEC