Dear 2018,

Can you believe graduation is soon?

These long eighteen years have gone by so fast,

But to senior-itis I'm not immune. 

It is overwhelming, how time has passed.

The thought of leaving this behind is much,

Yet I learned to take control of life's job.

While letting something go we must unclutch

And sometimes we have to let our heart sob.

Although it is hard grasp acceptance, 

Our set time will not stop for anyone.

Make these moments count, without resistance.

Holding tight as we embrace a loved one.

Shake away all those feelings that waver,

Because if held it in, your heart will quaver.