To The Graduating Class Of 2020 ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 3/31/2020
Graduating Class Of 2020

To The Graduating Class Of 2020 ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 3/31/2020

This year there will be no cap and gown
You’ll get your diploma with no one around
You won’t walk the stage; you won’t see your friends
Until the world opens its doors again.

It makes me sad, along with your mom and dad
But what can we do to make it up to you?
A little house party, shared on line with friends
Until the world opens its doors again.

We’d give you the moon, the stars up above
We’re so proud, all of your achievements, my love
In our minds, we’ll throw a party that never ends
Until the world opens its doors again.

Be bold, be brilliant, be your spectacular self
We’ll hang your diploma, not put away on a shelf
I’m sorry; this is how this part of your journey ends
Until the world opens its doors again.

Today’s Musing: “I’d never thought I’d see this” ~  Jeanne Curtiss, (Mother of me) when I got my High School Diploma.

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