Author's Note: It's the end of the year, and next year, I'm off to high school. I wrote this poem to show my thoughts on this transition.
What seemed so long went so fast
Weeks after weeks
All have blown away
You've made the best you could of this year
And now the thought of it ending hurts
This end bring you to a new beginning
A fresh start not far away
You know you can always visit your past
But are afraid the future will fill up your time
What if it's to hard?
What if you never see the friends you've come to know?
Will this beginning tear away at what you love?
Each day feels longer
The time is approaching
So much lies ahead, but many amazing things drag you back to your past
The door opens up ahead, ready for you
But you still are figuring out if you're ready
Past or future?
Middle school or high school?
But do you really have a choice?
I love this poem Sarah. This is a really challenging topic, and it's hard to think about, but you did an amazing job portraying your emotion in a constructive way. I can feel your fear as I read it; i'm not really nervous for High School, but this piece made me really think about what happens after high school and in just life in general. Awesome :)
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