Bitter sweet, the only feeling that can describe the day.

When my name is called and I walk across that stage.

I will shake a hand and be on my way.

Never to reread this book, or even flip the page.

I hug my mother for a departing gift.

My father smiles and tells me " You've made it".

Tears roll down my face and emotions being to shift.

This is the chapter where it really begins to hit.

The free world begins to open its door.

I begin spreading my wings like that of a white dove.

Following new roads which I never dreamed to explore.

Is this the story i will come to love?