Rexall,
Graduates' meeting place
Soon I know I will come; it's unless...
I pass by
Seeing the beauties
Range colors; flowers
Men in ties, shining shoes
Some parents, siblings and friends
Boyfriends, girlfriends and maybe fiancés
My turn will be next year
Like mothers carrying their fetus
I expect; think of joys, think of pains
Funny robes with that hat, stripes red-blacks
I smile and pass by
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