The last day of school is finally here,
First preparation step towards your life long career.
Those long hard weeks you have been preparing for,
Since the first day you walked through the classroom door.
Mrs Manthy stood at the podium,
Feeling part of an auditorium.
Images scattered of memories shared,
But nobody had come prepared.
The year groups moment of sneers,
Slowly turn to sobs and tears.
As we realise it's our final goodbyes,
The room turns to silence and cries.
Year books signed and photos taken,
No more Wednesday's with tea cakes and bacon.
A long 5 weeks of exams and chores,
Before we find out our final scores.
Of faces full of grace and achievement,
Or those filled with sorrow and unfulfillment.
Here is to our final day,
Only wish I could stay.
Five years of Kings Academy,
Being part of an extended family.
Here is my final goodbye,
Now we are ready to get up and fly.
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Time to Fly
PoetryOn the 14th May i left school, most overwhelming experience, a place i have been attending for 5 years finished and i written a poem to say goodbye.