I am on the way. There’s not much
to say. You will see me again, soon.
Nothing will stop me from getting
to you. There’s no way of forgetting
the days that came before. Time
will go on when my mind is gone.
My spirit will never leave yours.
I will stay with you for the encore.
I am on the way. I will be there
soon. One day, we will meet
on the moon. We got two tickets,
two seats, and two reasons to live.
Whatever you want, I will give.
I am on the way. With you, I’ll stay.
Your heavy, calicoed hands
stay balled up. Never open
to another’s. Your lifeless
arms always stay crossed
looking like you just lost.
Your patience went astray,
yet the frustration stayed.
The time I’ve been away
has shown me a new life
consisting of better days.
In many ways, I’m better
off not finding the things
that forever remain lost.
Many hurt, but they keep
moving. They keep going.
Monsters lurk without
many knowing. Battles
are fought in silence.
Wars are won without
violence. Hurt riddles
the bones inside our
bodies. The hurt stays
close to remind all
that even the strong
fall. Hurt and pain:
it’s all the same. Rain
or shine, be glad that
another day came.
With all due respect,
we all hurt, in one way
or another. Don’t let
the hurt cut into your
joy. The hurt and pain
may never go away;
give yourself a break –
protect the happiness
the hurt wants to take.
Class of 21’ – what a year.
Life has been tough.
You did your very best
To smooth what’s rough.
Class of 21’ has soul –
The uncanny ability
To make diamonds
Out of last year’s coal.
This year looked different –
Time went – you stayed home –
Battled boredom – faced challenges –
Missed games, dances, experiences.
Yet, you have risen above, making
the most of this ghost-of-a-year.
You have been strong and brave.
You are weathering life’s storm
Before it takes form. Class of 21’:
From friends to family – it
Has begun. We know it to be
Hard, but fun: a new web spun –
A transition from moon to sun.
You have fought like Vikings,
Gearing up for what’s next.
Class of 21’, you may be done,
But know, the love never left
The place where memories
Are kept and goals are set.
Through struggle, pain, and joy,
You have moved forward:
chasing glory, gold, or greatness.
The world is waiting for you
To make a difference – to be
Whatever it is that makes
You shine and feel alright
Remember this year,
Have no fear and live on.
Just know you did it. You made
It, Class of 21’. We’re not done;
Our story has just begun.
I want to be a better me.
I want to change, evolve.
There are mysteries
I need to solve.
Stronger, wiser, better –
I want to be sunny
weather. I can see
a better me in the days
ahead. I want to be
well-read, well-spoken:
well said. I want to be
well. One day, believe,
you will see a better me.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 