Today the graduate walks the
walk
Slowly but surely stepping
towards the podium
Joining the traditional
procession flowing
To the strains of pomp and
circumstance.
The end of school in the
spring of the year 2014
A time that once seemed far in
the future
Now rushing at us with hardly
a pause
Before the transition to the
rest of your life.
Thousands of classmates
departing from campus
Taking memories of being
together living on your own.
We who witness this day share
your happiness
Taking pride at your excellence given high honors.
We remember this ceremony in
another time
When life beyond stretched
far downstream.
You glow today with the
radiant beauty of youth.
Flow gently sweet Afton,
disturb not her dream.
