My first published poem! This was chosen to be in the yearbook when I was a senior.
No more these floors,
These rooms, these walls
No more loud yelling
In the halls
No more the teachers'
Helpful talks
No more the feel of
Harding's walks
Where did those years
So swiftly go
We never knew we'd
Miss them so
Was it not just an
Hour passed by
We entered halls of
Harding HIgh
But now that hour is
Drawing near
And on each face shall
Show a tear
But these shall all be
Tears of joy
That Harding brought
Each girl and boy
Shine is designed to help you build a firm belief in yourself and your abilities and empower you to navigate life’s ups and downs with grace and resilience
Khenlee has reached 12 Cycles of Seasons and will find which working circle she will now belong to. She is shocked to find out what the gods have decided what her life work will be.
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