Warning: Extreme levels of 7th-grader sappiness

Eep! Almost embarassed to post this one. It's another heartfelt attempt at sincere poetry that I must have written at the very end of 7th grade. And it's baaaaaad.

The Last Day of School

Today is the day we say our goodbyes

Today is the day that some of us cry

The school year is over, it's come to an end

This year was great and we all made new friends

It went by so fast, you hardly could think

The first day came up and went by in a blink

Many are happy, some of us sad

Or some in the middle, but nobody's mad!

Summer awaits us, and now that we're free

We look back and think of the good memories

What lies ahead in the future next year?

Tougher assignments and homework I here

But now that it's over, I've come to realize

This year was special in everyone's eyes

When the bell rings and we start to depart

We know there'll always be a special place in our heart.

Hahaha. My favorite line is "Many are happy, some of us sad/Some in the middle, but nobody's mad!" I mean, this is probably and pretty accurate and poignant reflection on the last day of 7th grade. Most people are indeed happy, some are indeed sad, several fall somewhere on the middle of the emotional spectrum, but nobody is ever mad about school ending for the summer. Ever.