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Short poems
SHORT POEMS




The World That Awaits


The sun is shining,
On this amazing day,
Of new beginnings,
And farewells to say.

Our new road is paved,
With a new path in sight.
It's time to take it,
It feels quite right.

We will say farewell,
To all we've known.
The knowledge we will take with us
And no longer be attending class.

It's time to explore,
The world that awaits.
Allow yourself to,
Embrace your fate.




Tomorrow Holds A New Beginning


Time flies. Whether we like it or not, these past years of school
have caused us to grow up and become young adults,
ready to go out into the world.

We are all starting from the same place,
but we are all going in different directions.
We strive to obtain the goals we set for ourselves by
using what we've learned from the past.

Change happens, the excitement of our senior year is replaced
with cherished moments and memories of the past.
Different goals have been set after accomplishing previous ones.

Looking back in ten, twenty, thirty years, there will be even more change we see in ourselves than we do now.
Living in the present allows us to appreciate the past.
Change allows us to see the progression of ourselves as
a generation of individuals: then and now.






We are excited for tomorrow
We will move forward without sorrow.
Our hopes and dreams we will see
Will be realized by us being all we can be.

What we have learned we shall give
We will do our best as we live
We start today as happy fellows
With hopes and dreams of a new tomorrow.


Seasons Of Life


Life brings many seasons
Change happens for a reason
So as one ending occurs
Look forward, open the doors.

A new beginning a time to do
All of the things you want to.
A time to look at yourself
And put away any doubts.

Believe that you can succeed
You have the potential to exceed
So take a deep breath and go
Don't be discouraged if it's slow.

A season ends and a new one begins
Don't lose your smile or your grin
With a positive attitude with you
You will find success in all you do.




Your Mission


If you cannot on the ocean
Sail among the swiftest fleet,
Rocking on the highest billows,
Laughing at the storms you meet;
You can stand among the sailors
Anchored yet within the bay;
You can lend a hand to help them
As they launch their boat away.

If you are too weak to journey
Up the mountain steep and high,
You can stand within the valley
While the multitudes go by;
You can chant in happy measure
As they slowly pass along;
Though they may forget the singer
They will not forget the song.

If you have not gold and silver
Ever ready to command;
If you cannot toward the needy,
Reach an ever-open hand;
You can visit the afflicted,
O'er the erring you can weep;
You can be a true disciple
Sitting at the Saviour's feet.

If you cannot in the harvest
Garner up the richest sheaves,
Many a grain both ripe and golden
Will the careless reapers leave;
Go and glean among the briers
Growing rank against the wall,
For it may be that their shadow
Hides the heaviest wheat of all.

If you cannot in the conflict
Prove yourself a soldier true,
If where fire and smoke are thickest
There's no work for you to do;
When the battle-field is silent
You can go with careful tread:
You can bear away the wounded,
You can cover up the dead.

If you cannot be the watchman,
Standing high on Zion's wall,
Pointing out the path to heaven,
Offering life and peace to all;
With your prayers and with your bounties
You can do what Heaven demands,
You can be like faithful Aaron,
Holding up the prophet's hands.

Do not, then, stand idly waiting
For some greater work to do;
Fortune is a lazy goddess--
She will never come to you.
Go and toil in any vineyard,
Do not fear to do or dare;
If you want a field of labor
You can find it anywhere.