Goodbye to all the crowed hallways
I always had to push through,
Full of people in hats
That always got snatched away,
The wet winter floors that were like a slip in slide,
The low mumbles of teenage angst
Hello open campus,
I don’t have to squeeze through
Full of new faces
With talk of radical new ideas,
Goodbye small purple hall, Hello to my new life.
This is my blog for Ms. White's Ap Lang class. To me reading is serendipitous because you run across treasure you never thought you would.
Very nice. Good-bye! :)
ReplyDelete