cheryl: Remembering my graduation

Found this post I’d written…...probably six months ago. Enjoy.
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My ten year is coming up quick and memories of younger years pop up when I least expect them. Last year a co-worker left the office and I started searching for farewell quotes. This reminded me of high school and those I haven’t seen since. I’m actually not sure what my class chose for the graduation poem…something about reaching for the sky…but two poems do stand out.

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
-Robert Frost  (I read this poem to my 7th grade class)

the other was a silly poem…barely a poem at that

The Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

William Carlos Williams

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