A Letter to My Graduating Class (Original Poem)

Hey y'all!

At first, I was a little hesitant to post this poem, but I think it'll be okay. It's a true reflection, and I think many could possibly relate. That's why I started this blog in the first place, right? To help people! Anyway here it is... Happy New Year everyone!

Much love,

Noelle

A Letter to My Graduating Class

I’ve been thinking about you recently

As we all finish our first semester

We’re all apart

Some so far away

But hopefully, maybe, we remain close in our heart

I look back at old photos

Videos, statuses, just reminiscing

And I can’t help but realize

We were all just kissing

Up to each other.

Trying to not make the others upset

We had fun memories, fun times were had,

But none of us had found our places, not yet

Is that what college is?

Our place?

Have you found what you are looking for?

Do you finally feel like you belong?

I realize now, the fun I had, totally surface

But am I really enjoying life? Have I become strong?

I’ve grown a lot since graduation, but I know there’s much more coming.

Is that how you feel too?

It’s so odd to me to think

That we shared so much time together

And we don’t care to keep in touch now.

I’d like to say congratulations on our first semester,

But is that really what you want to hear?

I still love you all, no matter how complicated our situation was.

I care about your success, no matter what’s the cause.

If separation was the key, that’s great, but I do miss you.

If finding your own path was needed, I totally get you.

I needed my time too, to grow and repair

From all the things in high school that kept me in despair.

I’ve met new friends now, and I love them a lot,

But I can’t help feeling guilty for what I know I forgot.

I forgot the good times, only remember the bad

To keep dwelling on the past only makes me somewhat mad

I try to remember the fun, and I do on occasion,

But I wonder if it’s helpful you all changed location.

You all seem to be well, and for that I am grateful

For there is one thing I’ve learned in our time here apart

No matter the past, no matter the future, nothing will ever improve if you’re just being hateful.

So I remember the good, and I wish you the best

For the next part of our lives, that’s supposedly “the test”

So go and grow up, and I’ll do the same

But please, don’t forget me, please don’t forget my name.

I miss you all.