Happy Graduation Day, Sparkie!

Here upon this graduation

as I write congratulations

upon my laptop like a homework chore;

I think back to those books and reading,

finding lessons in flour kneading

doing math till eyes were bleeding--

You can say to High School, “nevermore.”

We’ve reached the end, though weak and weary

(the world’s your oyster now, my dearie)

and your brother’s not quite Soph-o-more;

It’s time to put to use that learning,

go on to college if you’re yearning,

or perhaps a living, earning--

But you can say to High School, “nevermore.”

Head-dibs