Last Day Poem by brittney brooke

i sit here,
as i hear the cheers.
the seniors screaming,
cause it is their last year.
the students are marching,
the drums are sounding.
bells are ringing,
and seniors are screaming.
glitter and paper,
going everywhere.
to annoy the teachers,
was the dare.
out in the parking lot,
tires are screeching.
radfios blasting,
and students are cheering.
they have made it,
the year is over.
they did their best.
and now they are graduating.