Ashlee Sims (7-20-92 / Athens, Alabama)
To Our Classmates
Here's to the friends we've lost and gained, and to the people we may never know by name
To the bonds we've made, and albums we've filled
Memories that fade, but will never be killed
Here's to the phone calls filled with tears, and to the hours spent talking with our peers.
To the people we thought deserved our hearts, who we now bash and rip apart.
Here's to the basketball games we've watched beneath the gym lights, and to the cheers and chants that have drifted off into the night
Here's to the many dances and middle school romances; homecoming games with wins in our name.
Here's to the late nights we've spent cramming for tests, and mornings where coffee made up for our rest.
To the dances and events we spent months to create and to the night before worries that came too late.
Here's to the tears we knew we'd cry, to the people and places we say goodbye.
To the relationships we wonder how we ever lived without, and to the crushes we look back on and laugh about.
To teh wild and bizzare things that we have done, that we will remember to be the most fun.
Here's to the letters left unsigned, may our identies be revealed in due time.
Listen for our names
And let them echo through.
And realize how fast
This last year flew.
(Good luck in high school to my eighth grade class! ! !
Class of 2010)
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