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thank you thank you to my mentor
she seen in me in me no one could see
write your poetry but use virgule
and diligent I write tons of nonsense
with no virgules as I am a bad student
but you forever in my heart never to be forgotten my mentor.
I pray not for power or place, only for the
simple grace to look my neighbors in the face.
I seek not for silver or gold but only for the peace of God that brings
contentment to the soul.
I pray for the devotion and virtue of Ruth.
For the wisdom to take kindly the counsel of years and
gracefully surrender the things of youth.
For the courage of Esther I pray as before the king she
stood that day.
Father, give me a will and heart to be all you created me to be, and prosper
my hands to your work accordingly.
I pray that my life be an example of Proverbs thirty-one.
Lori Lucas Mcclure
once upon a time
one knew how to begin
the state of the day dream,
by removing the mind,
shedding the every day
paraphernalia, then escaping
into a realm just
above the physical
wishes were formed
refined into possibilities.
great words were put together
fashioning unforgettable thoughts
ideas. solve the world,
feed the hungry, succour the afflicted
find lasting love
with someone who understands.
that was once upon time
when youth invaded every corner
of life with depth of
time. now it has shrunk
crept away unnoticed into
the place of things forgotten.
reverie of age has become,
into this wandering mind-time
now the escape does
not require active initiation.
it flows without boundaries
between here, now, and then.
the shape has changed from
slightly tenuous but graspable
to muzzy melted cotton candy
clouds sweet but impossible
to construct. depth is lost
with the passage of time
the betrayer of all day dreams.
presently lay down,
surrounded by personnel myths
slowly, gently transmogrify
into whom you have always been.
Here we stand as a pride
Looking into each other’s eyes
As all the years go roaring by
We finally get to see where
Coming from the bottom with our
Roar seeming small
But now here we are; standing tall
As we grow up big and strong
We have figured out
Who we are
No longer going with the pack
But being your own leader
With a nice pat on your back
The beating of your heart
The smile on your face
Here we are lions and here we shall stay.
At first we were lost
But we have found our way
Here we are though
Spending our final
I remember when we were growing up and the first day I started school.
I was nervous as could be, and then you walked in trying to be so cool.
As the year progressed we became very close, and you took me
under your wing, and I think thats what I admired about you the most.
I remember by the time we reached middle school people thought we were
related,and as I think back about how shy I was and how I am now just
makes me elated.
By the time we reached high school we did just about everything together,
and vowed that even after graduation no matter what we would remain friends
College came and we both knew that we would regret this day, for I knew
you were the smarter one therefor I knew we would have to go our sererate
The years have past and time has been good to us. Both or us married, kids
our health, and our friendship still in tact is better than any amout of wealth.
People say time goes on and accept things for the way that they are,
but I'm here to tell you our friendship will never change, and I know
that in my heart because no matter what the distance we were friends
from the very start.
Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.
The day’s hot-the wind like a convection oven
Blows hot air in our faces.
My cap and gown insulates me
Baking me like a potato wrapped in aluminum foil
I desperately fan myself and look around
My eyes search for my peers and see;
The bros that survived school with me;
The others who shouldn't have;
The girls with memories already wet in their eyes;
The people I never met and will never know;
All desperately fanning themselves
In silence and in waiting.
We all are waiting for the same thing-
What's next to come.
For some it will be their names
For another a trip to boot camp
For many including myself- college
A couple can't wait to forget the tortures of high school
And a few will already be planning our high school reunion
because it was the best years of their life.
As I bow my head, not out of sadness,
but out of sheer defeat by the sun,
I scuff up my dress shoes in the clumpy grass of the field-
that just finished another infamous drawn out lacrosse season,
I'll be thinking about the 4 plus years, 8 seasons,
worth of drilling and conditioning I did in that very field and on the surrounding track,
With a flash of ivory across my sweating face
I'll be thinking about
All the nooks and crannies
that I sanctioned for the intimate meetings of my girlfriends
The times caught and not,
All the heartbreaks and rejections,
The friends made, the best friends kept, and the many lost.
The drama, stupidity, and immaturity,
Everything that was and used to be.
And, all this time spent waiting-preparing
for this one moment
You can't help but remember it all
And with one, final sweet goodby-
Dancing all around
Frolicking through fields
Just like you!
From a school or college
Ceremony connected with commencement
All degrees marked
Classification into grades
According to amount, size, quality, etc.
Graduation day is
the light at the end
of the tunnel,
A parental dream
that has finally
All their hopes and
desires come true,
A victory , proud
It is a joyful
event, after much
Tears and sweat,
nights spent in
An accomplishment of
a glorious endeavor,
A smile accompanied
by a deep sigh,
With a gown and
they show themselves
a new to the world,
That one can dream
and dare to be