In These Halls - Senior Poem

With little more then the books in hand
And prayers in mind,
We entered these halls.

The memories held and lessons learned
Here, in these halls.
We battled ourselves and our enemies.
Cried from misery,
And from laughter.

In these halls,
We made friends and
Lost them, in more than one way.
Felt the rush of a first kiss and the
Ache from a broken heart.

In these halls,
Some passed with flying colors,
Others, by the skin of their teeth.
While some were content with dance tickets,
Others worked to find their ticket out of here.

In these halls,
We rose above our fears and,
Learned how to speak our minds.
Grew from primitive children.
To sophisticated young adults.

In these halls,
We came together-
To rejoice in victory,
To mourn in the loss of our own.

Four years later,
We leave these halls
Diploma in hand
And a different prayer in mind.

Above all,
It doesn’t end here,
In these halls.