The future lies before you Like a field of fresh, new snow- Be careful how you tread it, For every step will show. Grand adventures soon approach you, And beg you for a go, But remember the roots Whence you came from- They will show you what you know. Smart child- Modern man- You shall roam from row to row; My only hope: You’ll recognise me When my song turns into woe. Dying days may turn to sunshine- Reigning days are sure to come- Just be one to remember, As always- Carpe Diem. I promise no safe travels, Yet will no bad to you; Only the magic of overcoming, And learning to make-do. The future lies before you Like a field of fresh, new snow- Be careful how you tread it, For every step will show. |
To a Graduating Friend
27 Monday May 2013