The Next Four

Through growing and grinding 

You've kept us all on our feet 

How lucky we we are 

To have you to meet 

 

An instructor 

A coach 

A mentor 

A friend 

The past four years have flown by 

And the next four will again. 

This poem is about: 
My community

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