I’m uncomfortably anxious of the end of my term
When my scholarly life graduates to full bloom.
Why, Heart, so unsettled on this crux of success?
In the right direction, my feet are planted firm,
Yet mind wanders in grey slathered hazy gloom.
I am pondering and fretting and under duress,
While my classes are finishing, how quickly time passed
My treasured friends around me prepare celebrations.
As I look behind with wistful remembrances,
Of my long loved education, closing at last.
Why then do I feel such saddened hesitation?
Can my soul sense delay in preparation of absence?

I’m ready, truly ready; I feel my life beginning,
I’m happy and blissful, anticipating the future,
And all around me the feelings are mutual.
Come celebrate my milestone, the final inning,
Take with you my struggle and sweetening closure.
A degree, scholastic completion; a ritual
Now over. Step foot with me into the unknown
Set my heart racing and my mind to explore
The world has not waited, though I will draw near.
Let the world know that this girl is now grown!
She’s taking flight, come watch her life soar!
Thank you all who have moved me to joyful tear.

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