OrangeAimee

These are the days where people may cry, To excited and to afraid to say goodbye. This long road has reached its end, Wondering whats in store around the bend. The days of youth are finally done, Walking to adulthood in the spring sun. Who is there to guide you now? You're on your own thinking WOW! Many routes now set in motion, Taking the paper as a sweet token. Caps and gowns in purple and white, In the battle of Highschool you have won the fight. Look around at your friends, Appreciate them as your story ends. Don't look back but don't dismay, For you'll all reunite one fine day. Keep your head high as you walk tall, You d

Pitter patter little feet, a voice that laughed can sound so sweet. A glowing face of bright smile, dressing in a heavenly style. A tiny one whose life was pure, till the future was lost in a slur. Emotions high and ranked in fear, knowing who was invisibly near. One last look and a tearful eye, why did this one have to die. No more days of happy fun, all the snowy days are done. No more summer, fall, or spring, how much hope could that bring. Whisper, whisper through the tree, I hope you know you always had me. For a year you have laid, in the dirt but carefully made. I cant stand the memory, watching you lay so helplessly