Thursday, November 17, 2016

Poem by Lindsey Hill

Farewell Westside
Childhood days how they fly by
These past twelve years have gone in the blink of an eye
Parents have told us to enjoy it while it lasts
Because twelve years go by really fast
Hold onto these memories hold onto these laughs
Cherish and treasure them because we are going down different paths
Seniors, our time here is shortening day by day
Next year, most of us will be many miles away
We'll remember the good times, we'll let go of the bad
We will all be thankful for everything we had
Graduation will come Graduation will go
But in the end, we will still have our WARRIOR pride deep in our soul

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