time to close up the pool.
Setting alarms and packing everyones lunches, meeting up with friends and talking in bunches.
New classes, new teachers
we discussed while sitting in the gym bleachers.
"This year will be a breeze!",
my friends said with ease.
Senior year is not all fun,
the college process has just begun.
Applying for the SATs hoping to do better,
waiting for that acceptance letter.
Juggling school and work can be a pain
while studying and getting everything done, trying to stay sane.
Waking up everymorning and fighting the urge to hit 'snooze'
Senior year is a battle I will not lose.
Your poem was very enjoyable and I completely agree with your thoughts. I liked the words you used to rhyme. Senior year has been so overwhelming and difficult and its only going to get harder. The college process is so scary.
ReplyDeleteYour poem summed up my whole senior year so far! I really liked your second stanza because every year I find myself talking to my friends about my classes too! I am sure our senior year will ease up eventually!
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