Graduation Poem by Robert Longley

So it seems the moments
Are fleeting in the breeze
Grace is marching forward
With such surprising ease

A need to hold you closer
And dial back the years
And one to push you forward
And then hold back the tears

This moment brings awareness
A crossroads that is shared
So why is it I’m happy
At the same time I am scared

Draped in ceremony
We frame this joy and fear
For with love we send you onward
And with love we keep you near