Draft Poem by Shane Clawson

I stepped outside our tent this morning
Watching birds fill the bright sky
Sipped my coffee
Have such high gratitude for life
Dandelions under foot,
I felt the moisture on my skin.

My worries can be postponed for another day
Busy schedules and final exams
Thought any moment I tear my hair out
Each strand until I soar to graduation
Report cards and presentations
Was excruciating but I'm still breathing.

I will never forget the friends
Inside jokes & vulgar comments
Fueled those memories
I miss every soul and their ambitions.