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HIGH SCHOOL GRAD
HIGH SCHOOL GRAD
I watched my best friend
and his dad.
It was neat, a treat.
I watched his dad and my best friend
High school at an end.
High school grad.
They were both glad.
He, see, so proud of his son.
High school was done.
I watched what they did do.
High school through.
I remember catching a glimpse
I remember catching a glimpse of my absentee dad, way up in the bleachers, sneaking in during my graduation. Good stuff. Some kids had no one close enough that attended. Stirs up curious feelings about significant life events. Thanks for sharing.
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