Saturday July 6th, 2013

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: the graduate.

Off to see Kat's graduation ceremony, so this is a scheduled post.

Mine:

So much hard work
Will culminate right here.
I hope you know
How proud I am my dear.

3 Comments:

Greg said...

I think you may have had someone in mind when you were writing your poem! ;-) It's beautiful.

The graduate
His head is full of knowledge –
It's held there by his hat.
He smiles and asks you wisely,
"Do you want fries with that?"

morganna said...

Sweet poem, Marc. Congratulations to Kat.
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Off to the real world
How does it work now?
Does money fall from the sky
On Mondays or Tuesdays?

Marc said...

Greg - nah, nobody in particular :P

Your poem made me laugh, so thank you for that.

Morganna - thank you, I shall pass that along :)

Money should definitely fall from the sky on Mondays. Would be a much better way to start the week.