Over The Years

Authors:Helen Hoyt and Deepak Mitra

The last four years that we've been though
So much has happened,
We're long overdue to go back and take a very good look,
and flip through the pages of our old yearbooks

On the first big day: Freshman Registration
We found all our books, moving from station to station,
feeling nervous, apprehensive, and so out of place.
We met our new classmates at last face to face.

As underclassmen we were restricted as to the places we went,
the things we could do.
But as we got older we found something new,
We discovered ourselves and adopted fresh views.

As upperclassmen we began driving to school.
We recieved privliges and bent the rules.
We did homework in groups and studied together.
We slept through classes that drug on forever.

Our senior year began with college applications.
our favorite days in gym were bus evacuationd.
As a class we developed a uinque senior style.
Playing sports, joining clubs, and studying all the while.

As mentors we helped the freshman adjust to an new lifestyle,
and gave them someone to trust.
Now leaving them behind we hope to stay in touch.
Throughout a lifetime that will change so much.

The time has come to go our seperate ways.
As life streaches out before us like a maze.
The future is out there, beyond our small scope.
While the years come to shine brightly with hope.

This is dedicated to all my friends from high school.
You know who you are :)
I love and miss all you guys.

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